“No.” She gave him a sad smile. “No, I really don’t. Especially physically strong men – in my experience, they just use all that size and strength to hurt people smaller and weaker than them.”
He sighed, suddenly seeing her innate and automatic reaction to him with different eyes. “I can understand why you’d think that.”
She peered up at him, suddenly aware of what she'd just said. “Wait, Adam. I don’t mean you or Nick. I’m not implying that you guys would ever hurt me, or Mia, or anyone who wasn’t standing there in the ring, fighting you by choice.”
He touched her hand again. “Hey, it’s OK. I know what you meant.”
Katie rested her head on his chest, wanting to avoid his eyes for a minute. “Can I ask you something now?”
“Of course.”
“Will you still take me to Nevada? After the accide
