Page 55 of Steel

“I’m always serious.” Jameson shrugs. “Use me all you need, wildfire.”

Those words should not be as hot as they are. But coming from his mouth in the middle of this warm barn has my body burning up.

Jameson’s black T-shirt hugs his muscular arms, and his square jaw ticks with his smirk. His ocean-gray eyes brew in a challenge.

“You sure?” I hitch an eyebrow. “I won’t take it easy on you, and I wouldn’t want to embarrass you in front of your friend.”

Jameson steps closer. “Please do.”

My eyebrow quirks, and I look up at him.

Touching him might be the most dangerous thing for me, but I can’t resist his challenge.

“All right.” I take a step back, and his gaze skims me. “Try to get me then.”

Jameson drags his teeth over his bottom lip, and I’m tempted to let him win. My body feels like it’s been in hibernation, and this man drags it out of hiding. He looks me up and down, and my skin prickles.

“You gonna knock some sense into him, Tempe?” Havoc asks, chuckling from the edge of the mat.

I look over my shoulder and see him sitting next to Luna.

“That’s assuming there’s any sense to be knocked into him.” I glance at Jameson. “Guess we’ll find out.”

Jameson grins as he starts to circle. We don’t take our eyes off each other as we play this game of cat and mouse.

“You scared, Jameson?” I ask when he’s yet to move in.

“Should I be?”

I shrug. “Don’t worry, I won’t be mean.”

“What do you consider mean?”

“Kneeing you in the nuts.”

Jameson laughs. “How kind of you.”

“Not really.” I smirk. “I just don’t want to face the wrath of your fan club if I accidentally take you out of commission.”

“Good to know you show mercy, wildfire.” Jameson starts to close in. “Let’s see what you got.”

I turn my back on Jameson so I’m facing Luna, and he pauses behind me.

“Most men attack women from behind,” I say a moment before I feel the heat of Jameson’s body on me.

He circles an arm around my neck, and the full force of his chest presses flush to my back.

“You need to protect your airway first.” I grab his arm with both my hands and turn my chin to the crook of his elbow. “Tuck your chin.”

He’s holding me tight but still cooperating so I can show Luna the steps, which I appreciate.

“Got it.” She watches me, gripping the edge of her seat.

“Then you need to get leverage.” I step to the side to bring my leg behind his. “You need to take away his balance.”

With my leg behind Jameson’s, I jut my knee forward to force his to bend.

“Then you get big.” I straighten my leg at the same time as I stretch my arms out, knocking Jameson off me, and he barely manages to find his balance to stop himselffrom falling to the mat. “From there you would use some of the moves we were doing earlier. But I don’t think the patch bunnies would appreciate it if I broke his pretty face.”

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