Secrets Worth Keeping (Finding my Home #2)- Nikita Parmenter Page 0,150

not in correct form but just things that I’ve picked up from fights I’ve had before. I keep going, music blaring and arms burning slightly from exertion, my anger ebbs enough that I start to think a bit clearer but it doesn’t dissipate enough that I want to stop. About an hour in Rusty appears in my vision again. I pause my breathing slightly heavier and sweat dripping down my face. He chucks me a water bottle and I catch it effortlessly before taking a long drink and watching him walk off again talking to some of the other guys in the gym, I raise my eyebrow when I realise that every person in this gym is a guy.

I watch some guy nudge his friend and smirk before he swaggers his way over to me. I can’t help but smirk back as he approaches, he has the cocky swagger about him that suggests I might get a proper fight after all. Rusty see’s the guy approach me and rolls his eyes, he starts to make his way over to intercept him but as soon as he sees the grin on my face he pauses as he seems to study me in a new light and stops his advance staying where he is and watching.

I seriously hope he doesn’t mind if I bloody up one of his fighters.

I like it here.

“You seem to have caught Rusty’s attention” the beefcake says as he eyes me up and down, “I can see why Darling” he adds trying to be charming but only succeeding in making me chuckle.

He takes a step towards me.

“I’m not interested” I say firmly, giving him a chance to back off as I start to turn back around.

“But I am, come on darling you haven't even giving me a chance” he tries again as he grabs a hold of my arm.

“Let go of me” I say calmly and grin as Rusty shoots me a worried look, his eyes widening as he catches my grin.

“Or what?”

“Or I’ll fucking make you” I growl.

He bursts out laughing and his grip tightens, we’ve gained quite a bit of attention by now and I see a couple of the guys take a step towards me as if to intervene, I can’t let them ruin my fun though and since I still have anger burning through me, I’m harsher than I’d normally be to someone in this situation.

I spin on my heel and easily break his grip before I shove him back with my foot on his chest. The gym falls silent as the beefcake instantly becomes enraged and charges me again, I let his fist slip through my guard and it glance my cheek and nose but fortunately doesn’t break anything, my nose starts to drip with blood and I grin as the anger is pushed further back. I hit him in quick succession in several spots before I jump and bring my elbow down hard on his face, repaying him for the bloody nose but breaking his instead, he crumples to the floor and stays down and I pout disappointed.

Several of the surrounding guys chuckle and clap before going back to their own workouts.

“You know your stuff,” Rusty comments.

“Not really, just what I’ve picked up” I reply as I use the towel from earlier to wipe the blood off my face.

“Why did you let him do that?” Rusty asks as he points to my nose, although I have a feeling he already knows the answer.

I’m saved from coming up with some plausible answer as the doors to the gym suddenly open and Jensen strides through them. His frantic eyes land on me and fill with relief until his eyes zero in on my nose and that feral darkness eclipses any other emotion in his eyes.

“Shit” I mutter and jog straight past Rusty and another guy who I’m guessing is a trainer, aware that I’m giving them all quite a show today.

Jensen catches me and pulls me in close, hugging me as if he lost me and I realise that it was incredibly selfish of me to just run off on them like that, especially since the last time I disappeared I was taken.

I am such a dick.

“I am so sorry, I didn’t think. It just, I was angry and hurt and didn’t want to take it out on you guys” I mutter.

He nods once but then pulls back as his hand comes up to my cheek. When I meet his gaze it becomes abundantly