In the limo, Isis and Gage couldn’t keep their hands off each other. Kissing and caressing each other.
“Why are we back at the stadium? It’s late. I’m sure it’s too late to get our bags now.”
“Shh, woman. Hush. Come on. We have the whole place to ourselves. Everyone’s gone.”
Isis intuitively knew what he was up to. “You cleared the place out?”
He put her finger over her lips. “Shh!”
Gage pulled her from the limo, and they walked into the now vacant stadium. The only person was a man taking out the trash. Gage went over handing something to the man and patted him on the back. The guy smiled and shook Gage’s hand and pointed toward the stage.
Gage walked back over to her with his sexy, sly look on his face. One she had seen many times. The look of desire drove her wild.
The wrestling
