Again the admiration. I really needed to tone it down around Kitty. I helped her put on her gloves, ignoring the way she blushed at our closeness. Then I put on my own gloves and faced her. I let her do high kicks against my palms for a while before I began sparring, but it became obvious pretty quickly that Gemma wasn’t focused on fighting, too distracted by my closeness. I stepped back with a shake of my head. “This isn’t working.” She froze. Here we go. I needed to establish ground rules if this was supposed to work the next few months. I’d given Diego and his father my word to protect
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That would make me bawl my eyes out
