of what the man did or does and his kinkiness.”
BJ grabbed her arm and swung her around to face him.
“What is wrong with you?” She jerked away and rubbed the spot on her bicep where he’d grabbed her. “You know better than to manhandle me like that. I am not one of your wrestlers.”
His eyes narrowed. He reached out a hand, snatched her choker from her throat, and shook it beneath her nose. “You don’t think I know what this means? What the hell has he gotten you into?”
She blinked back tears as the flare of pain whipped around her neck. “Oh my God.” He wouldn’t have. She ran her fingertips along her throat, they came away sticky. “I can’t believe you did this. Why?”
“I’m going to put an end to this right now.” He brushed past her, wrenched open the door and stalked out the office. She hurried after him.
* * * *
“Don’t. Don’t do this.”
Moses turned at the sound of Sin’s voice a bit frantic and a whole lot distressed. Something had her rattled big time. He stepped away from the side of the ring where he’d been watching Father Time run the ropes with his eyes closed.
“Yo, Tono, get in the ring with Time. He needs to practice his Time Lock,” Moses called out. He bit back a chuckle when the other man swore under his breath. He crossed to the door just as BJ stormed through, dragging Sin behind him.
Something metallic glinted in his fist. Moses glanced at Sin’s slightly disheveled appearance. Her pencil skirt was creased while her pale pink blouse held drops of blood around the collar. Her locket was conspicuously missing.
Moses balled his hands into fists at his side. “I think you need to let her go,” he said, struggling to maintain his temper.
Sin jerked free, rubbing her arm. “I...”
“Not now, Madisin.”
“I can’t believe you. Is this how you repay our friendship?” BJ hurled the jewelry at his feet. “You turn her into one of your conquests?”
Moses gritted his teeth, aware that movement in the gym had ceased.
“What the hell have you done to my sister?”
He glanced at the broken chain on the floor, then at BJ. “You’re way out of line.”
BJ sneered and swung a large fist at his face. Moses blocked the blow with his left forearm and tossed a right hook to the other man’s jaw. BJ stumbled backward and Sin screamed.
“Don’t ever put your put your hands on her like that again.” Moses stalked toward him.
BJ rushed him, catching him around the middle. Both men went down, grappling for a hold. Moses made it to his feet first, his forearm wrapped around BJ’s neck in a side chokehold.
“I don’t want to do this with you, man. We’ve been friends too long to let some bull come between us like this.”
The other man grunted. “You shouldn’t have slept with my sister.”
“She makes her own decisions.” Moses dragged him toward the now vacant ring and tossed him beneath the bottom rope. He quickly climbed onto the lip of the ring, grabbed the top rope and vaulted over it. He barely managed to duck the clothesline waiting for him.
They fell into an elbow and collar lock. Each man had a hand behind the other’s neck and gripped an elbow. Moses broke the hold first, grasping BJ’s wrist and twisting it behind his back. The man howled. He shoved him to one corner of the ring.
Moses stared his opponent in the eyes. “I love your sister, from the moment I laid eyes on her.” Still holding BJ’s arm, Moses backpedaled, bringing the other man with him and whipped forward, shoving him hard to aid his forward momentum.
At the last minute BJ turned, his back hitting the opposite corner, where he snapped off the ropes. Moses met him with a scoop slam. He bent at the knees, hooked one arm between the legs, held him over his head for two heartbeats, before releasing him and stepping away.
Thwack! The slam of a heavy body on a mildly soft surface reverberated through the room. Panting, BJ crawled to the ropes and hung out the