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game.”
    Zane paused , picking up the towel he had laid down. Wiping the sweat from his face and chest, he chose his words carefully. “Next time, Ty. Work on taking a hit from Lane without stepping back, then I’ll let you pretend to be my punching bag.”
    Ty grinned , not offended. “I’ll take you up on that. You said yourself, I’m getting better.”
    Zane liked Ty . What wasn’t there to like? He worked hard, took his training seriously, and was constantly working to improve himself. He reminded Zane a lot of himself. He deserved the break Zane had given him on his training fees and the free rent, but if he slacked off, Zane wouldn’t hesitate to throw him out. Ty knew that, it was what kept him in line.
    W ithout some sort of control, Ty was a train wreck waiting to happen. He could be bad-tempered and easily lost control, and if he wasn’t careful, it would lead to his irrevocably hurting someone inside or outside the cage. Ty was aware, however, that he had to stay out of trouble to hold on to his spot.
    “Hey , Zane, someone is here to see you,” Linc yelled across the gym.
    Lincoln had been with Zane since he ’d opened the gym. He was a hell of trainer and had fought for years himself. He had retired from the cage several years ago, but like Zane, wanted to stay with the sport in some capacity.
    Zane did one last spin before kicking the bag, then headed to the front of the gym. As he walked towards the front door, he noticed all the guys had stopped and were staring ahead. He wondered what had grabbed their attention. Moving closer, he sucked in his breath. It was her . He made sure his face didn’t portray any emotions as he continued his approach.
    “Hi , Zane, can we talk?” Melanie asked. She was hot in her work out gear with her long hair pulled into a loose ponytail. He could see the anxiety in her green eyes and wondered what had brought her to his gym.
    “Follow me.”
    Melanie trailed behind him to his office at the back of the gym, and as she walked through the facility, Zane noticed the men couldn’t take their eyes off her. She was wearing tight, black pants with a hot pink, tight tank that showed every single curve on her body.
    “Get back to work,” he yelled to the gawkers. They all slowly turned away after getting one more, long look.
    Zane walked into his office and shut the door behind Melanie. He then walked behind his desk and waited for her to start talking.
    He was surprised to see her as well as curious about what would force her into his gym. He bet from the look on her face it hadn’t been easy.
    He had finally gotten over the guilt of touching Nick’s sister, justifying it by telling himself he hadn’t known who she was at the time. He was an expert at easing his conscience when he fucked up.
    Melanie stood there for a moment before speaking. “Zane, what happened the other night… that wasn’t me. I had a rough week and one too many shots of tequila.”
    “That’s certainly one way to begin a conversation; let a man know the only reason you were like a bitch in heat was because you were in a fucked up mood and drunk,” Zane snapped at her. If she was there because she didn’t want Nicholas to know about their make-out session, all she had to do was ask. Her attempt of excusing her behavior was just pissing him off.
    “I didn’t mean it like that , asshole! I told you I wasn’t myself that night,” Melanie snapped back. “I saw you and something about you drew me to you. I guess I subconsciously recognized you. I don’t know…”
    Zane just stared at her before coming around the desk and walking slowly towards her until she backed herself up against the door. “So what are you doing here?” he asked in a soft, seductive tone. He placed his hands on the door, locking her into place between his arms. “You want more? Are you having another bad week and need someone to fuck?”
    He was staring into her eyes , his lips almost touching hers. He wanted her.