“How about tomorrow. I’ll pick you up at six?” Her lips twitched in a seductive smile and her eyes flicked down to my groin, then back again. “Perfect. See you then.” Fuck, she was going to kill me. Letting out a breath, I glanced at Cara. She gave me a quick wink, like she approved. Then she followed Grace toward the locker room. I stepped off the mat and grabbed my shoes, feeling oddly calm. In fact, I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt so even. Like my mood wasn’t in danger of crashing. I was turned on as hell, the pressure in my groin annoyingly strong. But there were people all
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