Page 35 of One Night With You

“Oh God forbid you come and visit me.”

“We both know I’m visiting the coffee.”

He kissed the top of my head, then ran off to go chase his kids, and I just sighed, and watched them giggle and move around. I was so grateful for them, even if it sometimes felt I was the one on the outside looking in.

But sometimes I just wanted this for myself. Just a little bit.

I said my goodbyes, and hugged the kids as they decided which fake lightsaber they wanted to use and made my way to a gym about twenty minutes from my house. It wasn’t too far, and I knew that while it wasn’t necessarily owned by Crew, he went there often. At least that’s what Kingston had mentioned.

I also knew that the Montgomery Security had its own private gym, but we weren’t going there. I was oddly grateful. Even if it felt a little bit like hiding, I didn’t want anyone else to see. And not just because this was with Kingston. Okay, most of it was because it was with Kingston. But I also didn’t want them watching me do this. And failing.

I was probably going to fail spectacularly.

I pulled out my gym bag, complete with towel and water, and hoped what I was wearing was enough. After all, I had been wearing comfy clothes when I had been attacked before, and that hadn’t helped. So maybe I should have worn like a dress or something. So I wasn’t wearing leggings and a sports bra with a tank top and jacket over it. That wasn’t the sexiest thing. Of course Kingston had seen me naked, so perhaps it didn’t matter what I wore?

Why was I overthinking this so much?

There was a knock at my window, and the screamthat reverberated inside the cabin of my car could have split an eardrum, namely mine.

Kingston held up both hands, and I was grateful that he was the calm one in this situation, because this was probably not the best way to start a day of self-defense. As in I was so zoned out sitting here that I hadn’t even realized a man had come to my window.

I opened the door when he stepped back and could feel the flames licking at my face.

“You didn’t hear that, did you?” I asked, my voice slightly high-pitched.

“Are you asking if your car is soundproof? No. But I liked that you didn’t panic.” He pressed his lips together, holding back a laugh.

I rolled my eyes, and then froze as he leaned down and pressed a kiss to my lips.

It seemed so natural, as if we had done it a hundred times, and as he pulled back, he had a questioning look in his eyes.

“Okay?”

I pressed my fingers to my lips, and then looked up at him and nodded. “Yes. Okay.”

“Good. I’m already fucking awkward, you know, with the whole making you scream thing.” He paused and gave me a devilish look. “Except for that one time. Or seven times.”

“You counted?” I asked as I closed the door behind me.

“As if you didn’t?”

I blushed, and hip-checked him. Of course I just bounced right off him, and he reached out to catch me.

“Careful there.”

“I have no idea if this whole you teaching-me-how-to-defend-myself is going to work. Considering you’re just so...” I waved at him with my free hand. “Big.”

“Seriously, you’re going to have to stop with the compliments.”

“I wasn’t talking about your dick.” At his wide gaze, I continued quickly. “Not that your dick isn’t big. Because oh my God, so sore still. Well, I was for a while. However, I’m just going to stop talking right now because I’m talking really quickly, and I feel like if I don’t take a breath right now, I might just run into that wall and just let what happens happen.”

“I love when you get flustered, because you don’t think about anything else. No stress, no worry about what’s to come. I’m going to have to fluster you more often.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

We entered a gym that felt like one of those old school ones, with a boxing ring in the corner, a few bags around, and other equipment I couldn’t name. It didn’tsmell like feet though, so I counted that as a win. We entered a side room, as we passed a few people who were working out, and I was grateful that this one seemed to be private.

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