Chapter 23: Mending Bridges
True to his word, after breakfast the following morning Rial sparred with her, having commandeered the gym, but she was too distracted by his hands on different parts of her body to concentrate. She’d slept well, better than she had in a while, but after laying her out twice, the third bout finished with Rial behind her, his arm a rigid bar across her throat, holding her against his chest. “You’re not concentrating,” he breathed in her ear.
She jerked her chin down and scrabbled at his arm with both hands.
“Uh-uh!” He leaned back, pulling her higher to prevent her gaining enough space to kick him in the groin.
Her toes were now barely touching the floor.
“Surrender?”
Kia nodded once and he let her go, stepping sharply out of reach.
“I want you on the simu
