Secret service

Teach me how to.. Love? Fight?

Beyoncé's pov

Shawn was sleeping soundly beside me.    We talked so much this morning, I think we know everything about each other now, well I mostly cried and he just held me until we fell asleep. Although we talked, we talked about everything but what we were. We never said we had established a relationship beyond our friend or professional level. I just stared at how his mouth moved up and down every time he whimpered a little snore. I though he looked adorable. Although for some reason, everything Shawn does I seem to find it adorable or find myself intrigued by his actions. Even though I wish Shawn and I could stay like this until the sun set and rised again, we still had a job to do. Today was the day I was supposed to teach Shawn how to defend and protect himself.
"Shawn," I whispered to try and wake him.
"Shawn," I said shaking him now. Damn he's a heavy sleeper. I called and shook him four times and he didn't even stir.
"Shawn! Help!" I screamed loudly. He tried to get up so fast, he ended up falling off the bed. He looked up at me and I burst into a fit of laughter. I couldn't stop although he looked really serious and shocked. Eventually he started laughing with me.
"I love your laugh, it's cute," he whispered touching my cheek. By now my laughter had died down and my heart was doing summer salts at his words. He's so sweet. All the reasons why I need him in shape and equipped in protecting himself. James may be on the low right now, but I need him safe. I don't know what I would do if anything happened to him.
"Get up, it's time for your training," I said, making my way to the bathroom.
I hurriedly did my morning routine and got dressed in my tight spandex leather training gear. I walked out to see Shawn still sitting on my bed on his phone. When he realized I was standing at the door, he looked up and his jaws basically dropped at my appearance. My my, I thought he would be used to this by now. I had to smile at his reaction. He makes me feel so wanted.
"Pick up your jaw and let's go Carter," I said walking out my bedroom, swinging my hips a little more than usual. I like teasing him. He quickly put his shoes back on, picked a bag I didn't notice he brought and followed me to my car not saying a word. I could feel the holes being pierced into my ass because of how hard Shawn was staring.
It took at least 15 minutes for us to reach headquarters. We took the elevator but instead of going up we went down, underground to the training base. This would be shawn's first time seeing the base.

Shawn's pov
Beyoncé and I entered what she called the training base. It was huge. The training mat was surrounded by different types of swords, guns and boxing equipments.
Bey walked over to the alarm system and shut it off before turning to me.
"Ok Shawn, stretching first ok? I don't wanna tire you out too easily," she smirked at me like she had some undercover joke. Obviously I know she can knock me out as quick as I start but she didn't have to be cocky about it.
"Ok," I mumbled and walked over to the bench to change into my sweatpants. I decided to wear no shirt just to get her back for what she did when we were walking to her car. I may be 6"2 but I could say I have an amazing body. Six pack, muscles in the right places, everything she want to see on a man I thought cockily.
I turned around to see her staring at me. Gotcha.
"Put on a shirt jay" oh jay? She's distracted. Good. Time to play.
"I don't want to."
"You know what, never mind, I need 50 suicides from the mat to the other end of the gym," she said sternly, not trying to play my game. 50 suicides? This is worst than high school gym class.
"Now Shawn," she ordered. Remind me never to piss her off again while in training. This is going to be a long day.
"10 more, up Jay and stop slacking!" She shouted at me.
"I'm trying, I already did 200 push ups," I said out of breath. She's been drilling me since I finished my suicides. I did 150 pull ups, 200 jumping jacks and now I'm doing 210 push ups. I'm exhausted and she keeps reminding me that we haven't started that. I don't think I will ever get use to this.
"5 more!"
"Ok, drop," she said. Don't have to tell me twice. I fell on the floor trying to find air that my lungs wasn't taking in too fast for my liking.
"Up!" She slapped me on the ass with a long stick. I jumped up so fast.
"Ouch, what was that for?" I asked her while rubbing my butt. "Men don't like to be hit on their butt, it's not cool,"
"Let's go, follow me," she said while putting her feet apart and bending over. Ok, this is about to get good.
"Damn!" I whispered while staring at her ass and following her instructions.
"Focus Shawn!" She really doesn't play about this work out thing.
"I am, but your making this hard for me to focus," I whined. She stopped to look at me and slowly pulled the front zip on her training gear down to her boobs. Oh my god.
"Look at my eyes Jay!" She snapped at me. I looked into her eyes.
"If my body is a distraction to you, it could get you killed, you need to get use to seeing my body and the female body on a whole so that it can not be used against you," she told me.
"Well can you show me some more of you so I can get used to seeing you?" I asked. She burst out into a fit of laughter. Why is she laughing, I'm dead serious. When she realized I was serious she stopped laughing and looked at me. She looked kind of upset.
"No! If u wanna see my body you have to work to see it," she said hitting me agin with the stick. Fair enough I thought.
She threw me some boxing gloves and told me to get ready to fight. What? I can't hit her. She just charged at me knocking me on my back. That felt like payback for my comment.
"I wasn't ready," I told her.
"Well then get ready," she responded.
"I can't hit you."
"No shit Sherlock, your too slow," she said not understanding what I meant.
"I mean I'm not gonna hit you, your a woman and I wasn't raised that way," I told her. My statement seemed to upset her, her eyes seemed like they were piercing into my soul. Oh shit I called her a woman. Sexist. For the next thirty minutes she kept kicking my ass. At one point I tried to fight back but she was much better than me. I was tired of getting my ass kicked. The next punch she threw at me, I caught her hand and pulled her towards me. I brushed the hair that was falling in front her eyes and put it behind her ear.
"I'm working right now," I whispered and kissed her slowly. I thought she was enjoying it but she surprised me by pushing me to the ground. The hell?
"That's enough for today, you have a lot of training to cover," she said and walked behind board that was facing the door.
"Let's go, tomorrow after work we will meet back here," she said while I stood their still shocked. She shocked me even more by by kissing me really fast and pulling me towards the door. And with that we left for work.
This woman is really complicated but I don't mind trying to understand her.

Finally I updated. Sorry for the long wait. I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter and thank you guys for the reads and the likes.