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lip between her teeth as her hands grip my hands, dragging them up to rest on her hips. “There are times and places for everything.”
    “I agree.” I lower my mouth to her ear and I feel her tense against me. “I’ve never done it in a gym.”
    “Seth, people are watching.”
    My lips twitch upwards at the sound of her breathless voice. “Let them.”
    I pull back, sliding my hands up the contour of her perfect body, before slipping them to either side of her neck. Her eyes are heavy, her plump lips parted to let through a slow, controlled breath and it exposes her teeth slightly, so flawless and white.
    “Olivia?”
    A husky male voice draws my attention to the door and I watch cautiously as a tall, lean, and over-excited guy struts towards us. I feel Olivia’s gaze drag from my face to his and she takes a step back. I drop my hands to my sides and watch curiously as he pulls Olivia into a hug. It isn’t a seedy hug—it resembles the kind of hug a brother would give a sister, but the gleam in his eye is unsettling.
    “ Brad, this is my boyfriend, Seth. Seth, this is Brad. He’s a friend of my brother’s,” she says after they rattle off a very brief catch up and condolences for Rick.
    Brad flicks his fingers through the front of his coppe r hair before extending the same hand to me. I glance at it briefly before putting my hand in his.
    “You’ re the guy on the billboard out front?”
    I fight the urge t o cringe, taking my hand back. I should be proud of it, not ashamed. “Yep.”
    “Cool, bro, that’ s admirable. How hard you hit?”
    I shrug. “Get in the ring and I’ll show you.”
    Brad laughs nervously and O steps beside me, resting a hand on my arm.
    “ I’ll pass, thanks. Maybe next time,” Brad says.
    I analyze his face as he turns his attention to Olivia , flicking it awkwardly to me a few times—thick, bushy eyebrows, a slender nose and bright yellow-green eyes…his catlike features unnerve me.
    “Anyway, I’ m scouting for a new gym and I thought I’d pop in here and give it a go. I like the environment and the people.” He flicks his eyebrows at Olivia. “Maybe I’ll stick around.”
    I cross my arms and Olivia leans into me, laughing like he said something funny. I didn’t hea r anything remotely funny come from his thin lips. Am I missing some kind of personal joke?
    “Come, I’ ll show you the gym.” Olivia hooks her elbow around Brad’s and glances at me over her shoulder. “I’ll talk to you soon,” she says, her voice broken with a giggle. “You’re late and Darryl is pissed.”
    I watch as she walks with Brad around the gym, laughing and blushing as she points out equipment and doors. Every now and then, their eyes flit to me before returning to their conversation. It’s bothering me more than it should. I’ve never felt jealousy before I became interested in Olivia. I don’t do jealousy. I’m a detached, hit it and quit it kind of guy—or at least I used to be. I don’t like the way jealousy affects me. I hate the anger it stirs—I hate the fact that it makes me want to throw Olivia on the floor and take her in front of everyone just to make a statement. I exhale. I sound like a fucking psycho…and I am when it comes to her.
    “Seth!” Darryl shouts, drawing my attention. He slips his phone into his pocket. “You’re late. Shirt off, gloves on, let’s go!”
    Reluctantly, I stroll over to the boxing ring and pull my shirt over my head. I keep my head down and focus on wrapping my hands correctly instead of obsessively watching Olivia and Brad waltz around the gym.
    Darryl brings my gloves and head gear. I take my gloves, but ignore the other item in his hand.
    “This isn’t the amateurs anymore , Seth, you have to wear your gear. You can’t afford to get hurt in training. Not to mention you have interviews and press conferences coming up—”
    “I don’t want the head gea r. He’s not going to touch me.”
    Darryl drops the head gear with a