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Chapter.20.The Eagle.

Chapter 20

I stare up at the ceiling and I cannot fucking believe what just happened. I hear Lucas whooping and hollering and all I can do is sigh. I do this for a living and this guy trains with me a few times a week for 3 weeks and takes me down. Total bull shit. I'm on my back and I have never been more humiliated. I'm too freaking competitive for my own good. "Don't be mad at me sweetheart." I roll my eyes and flip him off avoiding any and all eye contact. He hates it when I do that. "You bad girl you!"

"You treat me like one." I release a wink but make it known I'm still pissed off as he helps me up off the sticky blue mat. We really need to rinse these down, I highly doubt it is sanitary.

His hands tighten around my waist, his emerald orbs being overwhelmed by his pupils. Seems as if Sparky had a little something on his mind. "I can treat you like one." Slowly he takes a few steps forward until I'm pressed up against the garage wall. "I can treat you like a bad girl, right now." He breathes into my ear.

And just when I am about to fall into a trance, I remember I'm super pissed at him. "No, you're fucking grounded." I pry his fingers off my body and side step around him, he probably knows I don't mean it. It's hard to go without sex now that I've had him. Especially when he starts to flex. But, right now I'm dealing with his sad, 'you won't give me what I want' face. "You're a spoiled brat."

He starts to laugh, not even trying to argue because it is the damn truth and he knows it. Lucas cocks his head to the side and arches his brow, studying my face. "Are you that pissed off at me right now?"

"What gave it away?" I retort with my arms crossed. 

"Damn you're sassy." Finally, he straightens up and smiles. "It was an accident sweetheart." My gaze snaps in his direction. Is he lying?

"Really?" I highly doubt he would tell me anyways if he were.

"Yes I had no intention of sweeping your legs. In fact you just tripped over my foot." Subconsciously I know he's lying. He really did take me down but he's being sweet enough to let me have this victory. My orbs meet his meadow like eyes, and he lets out a happy sigh now that the fire in them is out.

"You did good though." I whisper and fidget with my hands.

An overwhelming smile coats his beautiful face. "Wait? What'd you say?"

I clear my throat, preparing for the vileness that is about to escape my mouth. "You did good." I know that's not proper grammar but those words taste like vinegar, it could only be worse if I spoke proper English.

Feigning surprise, he jumps back with his hands in surrender. "Me? So wait a minute! Did the rebel. The gorgeous. The sexy. The girl whose mouth never quits, the one and only Riley Matthews give me a compliment?" I grit my teeth and flip him off again, he thinks it's hilarious. "What's the matter sweetheart? Forget how to use words?"

"Well you fucked me senseless earlier so more than likely." Lucas coughs and chokes on air.

He still hasn't gotten used to my vile comments, but I told him to tell me if it got to be too much. I tend not to know boundaries. He doesn't seem to mind them, it is probably because it's usually a compliment on how incredible he is. I just think he's a little surprised by them, "You have a dirty mind." Granted, I don't consider what Lucas and I do just 'fucking'. It was a whole new level of intimacy with him, I felt closer even emotionally. Which was weird. I still don't really know what to think of it.

Slowly I saunter towards him and snake my arms around his neck. I brush my nose against his and peck his lips lightly. "Like you'd love me any other way."