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class, why don’t we just practice sparring?”
    All three of us love to spar, so we naturally agreed. I quickly stretched out and then suited up in my dark gray sparring gear, which consists of a helmet as well as mouth, shin, foot, and chest guards.
    “Nora, you and Scott will partner up. Cassie, you’ll be sparring with Bryce De Luca. He should be arriving any minute.”
    I removed my mouth guard. “Who’s Bryce De Luca ?” I asked.
    He smiled. “Bryce’s a new instructor from our Hugo location. They’ve shut down because of the flu.”
    I glanced through the large window facing the parking lot just as a guy in a weathered leather jacket pulled up on a motorcycle. He removed his helmet, ran his fingers through his wavy black hair, then hurried inside carrying a sports bag.
    Master Jordan patted him on the back. “De Luca! I was starting to get worried about you.”
    Bryce was tall with intense blue eyes. When he smiled his dimples heated my insides.
    “Sorry, the traffic was bad. If you‘ll excuse me for a minute, I just need to change,” he replied.
    “No problem,” said Master Jordan.
    I stole another glance as Bryce walked towards the bathroom. He was just as interesting to look at from behind. 
    Nora strolled by me casually, a smirk on her face. “Hey…wipe your mouth, there‘s drool,” she teased.
    My cheeks burned. “Whatever,” I mumbled turning away from her.
    When Bryce stepped out of the bathroom, Master Jordan motioned him over to where I was warming up. He stood several inches taller than me, had broad shoulders and lean muscular arms. Intricate tattoos of dragons peaked out from under his black sleeves. He caught me staring and rolled up his sleeves to show more.
    “Very cool,” I said, admiring the details of the dragon’s scales, face, and fiery breath.
    “Listen, Bryce, after you warm up, I’m going to have you practice sparring with Cassandra Wild here. She just received her black belt last week.”
    He nodded with approval. “Congratulations Cassandra, you should be proud of yourself.”
    “Um, thanks,” I replied, trying not to blush. His belt reflected that he was a third degree black belt and I prayed that I wouldn’t embarrass myself by forgetting anything I’d learned up to that point.
    Bryce looked at my instructor. “I can’t tell you how relieved I was when I found out you were open today. I have a tournament next weekend and really need to practice.”
    “After this class, stick around and I’ll practice atem i with you.” replied Master Jordan. “I’ve heard you’ve pretty much mastered it.”
    Bryce shrugged. “Yeah, I have to admit…I’ve got a pretty good grasp of it but could always use more practice. I’d appreciate it.”
    Atemi is an advanced type of martial arts’ technique that involves blows to different areas of the body; to break an opponent’s concentration or balance. I had personally never used it, but Master Jordan promised to incorporate it into my training this summer, especially if I was interested in entering the more advanced tournaments.
    “That’s what I’m here for. Just remind me after class.”
    Bryce nodded and then turned back to me, studying my face. “Cassandra Wild, huh? You know, I don’t recall seeing you at any of the tournaments.”
    I shook my head. “You probably haven’t. It’s been awhile since I’ve competed. Now that I’m a Black Belt though, that’ll probably change.”
    “Great. You’d be a good distraction for some of my opponents.”
    I didn’t know how to respond to that, so I just smiled.
    “Okay, you two. Better get going, time’s-a-wasting ,” said Master Jordan. “Bryce, if you could work with Cassie on some of her kicks? She may need a little encouragement keeping those legs high up in the air.”
    I just wanted to fade away when I noticed Bryce’s devilish grin. 
    “You know, I’m just going to let that one go,” he replied softly. Unfortunately, it wasn’t soft enough because