“I can’t imagine. I’d kick anyone’s ass who even attempted to lay a hand on me. Anyway, it’ll be good to get some exercising in. Lava cakes are doing nothing for my figure.”
Looking over at her plump breasts, I bit my lip. “You look sexy as hell. Besides, it’ll be good for us to get away from the hotel. All I’m doing there is thinking about you leaving tonight with that cocksucker.”
“Do you not think I’m ready?” she asked, concern in her voice.
I pulled into the parking lot and we both got out. “I know you’re ready, Aylee. It doesn’t change the fact that it’s inevitable. I have to let you go tonight.”
She circled around the car and put her arms around my neck. “But you’ll be close by. I won’t be alone.”
“No, you won’t. Now let’s go.” Taking her hand, I pulled her toward the door. It was late morning and there were a lot of people around. Little did she know, I had a plan cooked up. When we walked inside, Tyler was by the front desk and chuckled when he saw us. He was simply massive, with muscles twice the size of mine. The ladies loved him.
“Well, if it isn’t Mr. Armed and Dangerous. What’s up, brother?” he announced, holding out his hand. We shook and then he extended his welcome out to Aylee, who smiled and shook back.
“You don’t mind letting us workout in your gym today do you?”
He shook his head. “Of course not. Take all the time you need. If you require anything, just let me know.”
As soon as he strolled off, I searched for the person I was looking for but he was nowhere to be seen. Aylee flicked my arm, grabbing my attention.
“Do you mind if I disappear to the treadmills? I need to get in a few laps.”
I nodded. “I’ll be over by the punching bag. I need to hit something.”
“Have fun with that,” she laughed and took off. I watched her stretch and put in her earphones before pounding away on the treadmill.
“Avery,” a voice hissed low.
I glanced over to the doorway leading to the back. When I passed through the door, Tyler stood there with Kyle Andrews, the guy I was looking for earlier. He was big and muscular just like Tyler, but he was the one I needed. His hair was platinum blond and his eyes were two different colors. Given his past with being a douche, I had no doubt he could pull off this plan.
“I can’t believe you want me to fuck with your girlfriend,” Kyle whispered. He looked out the door at her and shook his head. “And she’s a redhead too. She’s gonna kick my ass and yours.”
“Good, that’s what I want. This case we’re working on is beyond dangerous. She fought me yesterday, and half-assed it. She’s strong, but I don’t know the extent of her fighting skills. I need to see she can handle herself.”
Tyler slapped Kyle on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, Avery. Andrews likes being the whipping boy, don’t you?”
He grimaced. “Shut the fuck up. I’m doing this to be helpful. How many times can you say I did that for someone?”
Tyler chuckled. “Not many, but you’re working on it.”
Aylee was about to get off the treadmill. “All right, Andrews, you’re up. And don’t say I didn’t warn you; she’s feisty.”
As soon as he walked off, Tyler bumped me in the shoulder. “Let’s go to my office. We can watch through the window. She won’t see us.”
I followed him down the hall and once inside his room, I got a clear view of Aylee, wiping her head off with a towel. She glanced around the gym, most likely looking for me, but got distracted when Kyle blocked her path. “I wish I could hear what he’s saying.”
Tyler snorted. “This is Andrews we’re talking about. I’m sure he’s saying how he’d like to take her to the back room and fuck her right in the * or something crude like that.”
“Does that shit actually work for you fighters?”
“Some girls like it dirty. I had my fair share of women before Kacey, who’d fuck me no matter what I said to them.”