Beauty and The Beast

Thirty Six

I made my way downstairs in fury. Where was she ? Why'd she left her engagement ring on the bedside table ? She had accepted my proposal, and if she thinks she can ran away from me when it was only three days before the wedding day, she was in real deep trouble. Now where this wicked little minx.

I was going to reach the front door when i heard voices at the backyard. I followed the yell and groan. Then i found her, in her sexy sport bra and yoga pants. Hands covered with gloves. She was boxing training with Costner. I smiled to my foolishness for thinking she was running away from me. She groaned punching the punching bag Costner held on his arms. She was so hot. I walked towards her and placed my hands on each of her hips from behind. She gasped at my sudden presence.

"Breathe, baby. Breathe every time you take a punch. Don't hold your breath." I whispered to her ear.

She nodded before breathing heavily. She was gasping for an air. I asked for the punching bags from Costner and dismissed him. I strapped them on each of my hands and faced her.

"Ready ?" I asked her.

She nodded and inhaled exhaled repeatedly.

"Remember. Breathe on every each punch." I said.

She positioned herself, her eyes focus on the punching bag in my arms.

"Jab." I ordered, she threw a punch straight to the bag as i bumped the bag.

"Right hook." She hooked her right arms and punched but her punch still weak.

"Good girl. Now the combination." I said.

She placed her fists in front of her face ready to take a hint.

"Double jab, left hook." I ordered and she immediately gave a straight punch with her left hand before she used the right hand, and ended it with a fast hook from her left hand.

"Breathe." I scolded.

"Again." I said. "Upper cut, right hook." I bumped her left fist with the bag as she punched me from under and catch her right fist from the side. Her punches were  getting more stronger.

"Good. Use your legs now." I ordered and she nodded out of breath.

"Double kick, straight jab." She kicked the bag that i positioned to my chest with her left foot first before she used the right and punched straight to the face.

"Faster." I scolded. She did it again faster and stronger this time.

"Double hooks, kick." She screamed as she hooked her right hand then her left hand before kick hard made me startled a step back.

"Nice." I proudly beamed.

She was out of breath and out of energy. She bowed rested her palms on her knees. Taking in as much as air she can get. I took off the punching bags from my hands and grabbed a bottle of water from the table before opened it and offered it to her. She took it eagerly and gulped it down. I circled my arms around her waist.

"Good progress. With a couple more practices you can take down ten men." I teased her.

"Haha really funny." She shoved me playfully.

"As much as i loved to see you everyday in this sexy suit with sweats all over your body, i don't want you to take off this ring from your finger ever again until our wedding day." I fished my pocket and took out the ring before placed it again on her finger.

"I'm sorry. I just don't want to break it when I practice." She smiled weakly.

"I know you're stressing over the wedding. But don't push yourself too hard." I gave her a peck on her lips.