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“Maybe I prefer him as my trainer.” The brief tightening of his muscles was her only warning. One minute she was standing upright. The next, she was sprawled on her back. Takeshi crouched over her, twirling her fallen blade through his fingertips. “Lie again for me, Kanes.” “You really are insane,” she gnashed through her teeth, staring into Takeshi’s cold, handsome face. “Now she gets it.”
“They hurt you.” Takeshi breathed sharply, staring at her like she was the air he didn’t want to breathe.
“Aren’t you gonna touch me?” she challenged, a playful edge to her voice. “I’m enjoying the view.” “And what do you think?” “I think you’re mine.”
“Pretty presumptuous to think I’m yours. What if there was someone else I had my eye on down here?” The spark in his eyes brightened. Fighting was their own twisted brand of foreplay, and he loved it just as much as she did. “That so?” His palm grazed her waist. “What’s their name?” “Why do you want to know?” She fought to stay calm as his finger brushed over her breast, lightly pinching, setting her ablaze. “So I can kill him tomorrow,” he said matter-of-factly. “You’re unhinged.” She laughed. “Now you’re getting it.”