Page 62 of Damaged Souls


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Sean never got to finish. Grant landed the first blow and Aria gasped, taken aback by the sheer force of it.

“Do you think it’s funny to call her names, you little dickhead fucker!” Grant threw a punch to his gut, then another. “Go ahead, say it again. Say that shit. Come on. Do it.”

Sean didn’t get the chance to say another word. He did try to fight back, but he was no match for Grant, who showed absolutely no mercy. Just as Sean fell to the floor, Jase rushed into the room.

“What the hell are you thinking?”

Jase stepped between the two men, but Aria knew Grant was done. If he wasn’t, there would be no stopping him.

“You left her alone so this piece of shit could speak shit to her!” Grant yelled.

“What?” Jase asked.

“Yeah, exactly. You don’t even know what’s going on.” Grant shook his head. “Come on, Aria.”

“We’re not finished,” Aria said. She looked toward Jase.

“What did this man do?” Jase asked.

“I walked in on it,” Grant said, getting into Jase’s face. “Calling her all kinds of fat names. Telling her she doesn’t deserve to be here. Is this the kind of operation you’re running?”

Jase looked toward Sean.

“Get out,” Jase said.

“Jase, come on, man.”

“Get the fuck out of my gym, right now.” Jase looked like he was shaking, his rage knew no bounds.

He looked toward her. Aria stared at him.

“I will understand if you’d like to leave for tonight, but I promise you, you are always welcome here.”

She frowned, looking from Jase toward Grant, then back again.

“I’d like to finish my session, if that’s okay?” Aria asked.

Grant cursed.

She rushed toward him, cupping his face. “Please don’t be angry,” she said.

Grant took hold of her face, tilting her head back. “You don’t need to be here. I wish you could see what I see.” He pulled her in close and kissed her hard. “But I’m not going anywhere. I’m sticking around.”

“He could sue you,” Jase said.

Aria gasped.

“Let him.”

The rest of the session went by without a hitch. She heard Grant’s disapproving grunt from time to time when he wasn’t happy with the plans Jase organized. They did some more warm-up exercises. Jase took some measurements, and Grant didn’t like that. It was the only time he didn’t give them any kind of space. Aria quite liked how jealous he got.

By the end of the session, she was tired, but she also felt quite wired.

Grant took hold of her bag.

“Where’s Wanda?” she asked.

“At home. It was way too cold. My place is closer. That’s where we’re heading,” he said, taking hold of her hand.

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