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around and executed the
uplift kick, stopping just a scant inch from his cheekbone. “That
was pretty cool,” she said excitedly, looking down at her hands as
she marveled. “I guess even someone like me could do this.”
    “You’re a natural,” he assured her. “With a
few years under your belt you’ll be a bona fide bad ass.” She
laughed, and he grinned at her. “Now let’s go through it
again.”
    They practiced it a few more times and then
went into some other moves. He showed her one that involved
knocking the opponent’s legs out from underneath with a
simultaneous sweep and chop motion, but she couldn’t seem to get it
no matter how many times she tried.
    “I think you’re going to have to show me,”
she finally said with a sigh. “Like, for real. I have to see
exactly what’s happening so I can understand.”
    She could have sworn he hesitated, but it
was only a fraction of a second. “Sure. Stand across from me and
grab with both hands.”
    Shelby did as he asked, swallowing a little
as his gi gaped, revealing an expanse of muscular chest
dusted with crisp hairs. She didn’t have much time to stare though
because he was moving then, trapping her arms against his chest,
stepping between her legs, then raising his arm above her head and
bringing it down against her collarbone as he swept her right leg
out from behind. She let out a little shriek, but his grip was firm
on her left shoulder and he controlled the fall so she hit the
ground with minimal impact. Then he pulled back his fist and made
as if to punch her, then pulled back again.
    “Jesus,” she panted, the wind thoroughly
knocked out of her. She looked up to find him staring at her
intently, a gleam in his eyes again, and was terribly aware that
his knee was brushing up against her ribs, her right wrist was
still clasped in his hand, and their faces were only inches away.
“Why are you staring at me like that?”
    “Like what?” he asked, his voice low and
husky.
    “Like… like…” she shivered, not sure if she
should say it, but what the hell? “Like you’re going to kiss
me?”
    “Maybe because I am.” He laid his lips
against hers and a thrill shot straight through to the ends of her
toes. His grip loosened on her wrist and she snaked her freed arms
around his neck without even thinking, pulling him closer. His
musky scent surrounded her as he deepened the kiss, filling her
with a giddiness that made her head spin and her entire body
tingle, as it grew warm with pleasure. And when he swept his tongue
inside her mouth she took the opportunity to taste him, to absorb
him, to marvel in the hunger and sweetness of what they were
sharing.
    Eventually he lifted his head, breaking the
spell. “I… uh… we probably shouldn’t.”
    “Oh. Right.” She looked away, embarrassment
creeping into her face.
    “I didn’t mean…” He glanced over at the
windows. “I just meant that this might not be the greatest
place.
    Her cheeks flushed as she followed his gaze
and realized what he meant—the sidewalk was only ten yards away,
and she could still see people walking about, the sun nearly
disappeared over the horizon. At that distance they probably
wouldn’t be able to see exactly what they’d be doing… but all bets
were off when it came to that sort of thing. Mortified, she rolled
away from him and stood
    “I’m sorry,” she said, bowing. “I should
go.
    “Wait.” He grabbed her wrist as she headed
for the torii. “I… would you like to go out for dinner?
    The disappointment that had started to claw
at her heart instantly dropped away
    “Are you asking me out on a date?”
    “Well, normally when I kiss women and then
ask them out to dinner, that means a date.” He grinned at her to
take the edge off the sarcasm.
    “Do you kiss a lot of women?” she
teased.
    A shadow crossed his face, but it was so
quick she didn’t have a chance to remark on it. “It’s been awhile
since I’ve last found a woman I wanted to