He pressed his finger on my bottom lip... moving his lips towards mine.
I stopped breathing, holding my breath in, my heart beating at 1000 seconds per minute, closing my eyes I waited for THE kiss... feeling his breath moving towards my ears.
He whispered... "To be continued."
He turned around greeting some other guy looking to be a few years older than him.
'Wait... what?'
It felt like he poured a bucket of cold water over my head.
"Hey, James."
"Nathan you are late!"
I'm standing at the back of Nathan still recovering, or more like hiding from shame.
James peeked around Nathan looking curiously at me. "Who is this beautiful lady?"
Nathan took me by the hand and tucked me into his side... "This is Amore, Amore this is my coach, James."
James has short black hair roughly styled, brown eyes, also very muscular built but not as much as Nathan. He is quite good looking but standing next to Nathan he looks ordinary.
"It's good to finally meet a woman ..." He moved toward me, whispering behind his hand. "I almost thought this one here is asexual."
Do not tell me Nathan has never been with a woman... I mean look at him...can that even be possible? Maybe he's a very private person regarding his private life.
Nathan was busy taking a sip of water from his water bottle, he started choking after hearing James's words.
I looked concerned over at him tapping him on the back.
"Are you okay?"
"hack... hack... Y..E..S... thank you" he coughed between words.
"Tell me Nathan why did you bring Amore along? Do you want the guys to get distracted from their training?" James asked while smirking at Nathan.
I looked confused at James. Maybe seeing my confusion, he explained.
"Didn't Nathan tell you most of the guys here are fighters?"
I looked with shocked eyes at Nathan.
We both looking for an explanation from Nathan.
"Ahem... Joe signed her up for self-defense classes." He said while running his hands through his hair.
"He did WHAT?" I asked.
"Oh, is that so? From when do we give self- def..." before James could finish his words, Nathan squeezed the water bottle, and water splashed everywhere on James's face.
"You look thirsty from all that talking James, I thought I'll help you with that dry throat," Nathan said through gritted teeth.
James wiped his face with his hand while saying some vile words at Nathan.
"You piece of shit."
"O come on James, you have been telling me you wanted to do more with your life, and I think she will be quite a good learner."
James shakes his head. "Whatever Nathan, I will do this only because we are friends."
"You go and hit some pads before I change my mind. I will start training Amore."
Wait... what??? When did I agree to any of this? Maybe I should tell them...
The sight of Nathan with only his shorts on hit me right in the face. O what a sight!
Hmmm, on another note, seeing Nathan like this for a whole week... HMMM I, think I can agree to this.
James already started walking away from us.
Nathan looked at me questionably. Mumbling something under his breath.
I smirked at him while quickly walking towards James.
James stopped in an open space. The floor surrounded by wrestling mats.
He turned toward me, "Okay, Amore let's first begin with the self-defense strategies, I am going to give you a quick summary, if you do not understand and want me to give you an explanation, please stop me from continuing and I will explain it to you in detail." I gave him a nod.
"Okay good let's start." He clapped his hands and rubbed them together.
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Amore Mia
Roman d'amourMia, an 18 year old. Living a life no one should ever have to experience. Having an abusive father and a mother who would love her father no matter how many times he abused them. How will the MMA fighter who she felt an instant connection fit into h...