Secrets Worth Keeping (Finding my Home #2)- Nikita Parmenter Page 0,152

of my guys.

I’m so fucking ashamed of my behaviour that my eyes stay glued to the fight in front of me.

Jensen smirks at Trick’s words and visibly sighs before he quickly takes Lewis down making sure he doesn’t properly hurt him.

“Holy shit” Rusty mutters.

I’m suddenly surrounded by the guys and they all hug me tightly as I whisper sorry.

There’s a few curious looks but no leering or comments. Other than Rico it seems that Rusty runs his gym well.

“Lewis is one of the best fighters we have” the trainer says, “I’m Trent” he adds.

“You need to see Jensen’s skills, yeah?” Trick asks.

“Yes” Rusty replies a curious lilt to his voice.

“Alright, Rafe and Riot you’re up” Trick says grinning and the two of them chuckle before warming up quickly.

“Two of them?” Trent asks.

“Oh yeah, we haven’t been able to give him a decent fight one on one for a while” Trick says and several of the guys scoff, looking seriously sceptical, which I can’t blame them for, I would be too if I didn’t know the guys.

Rafe and Riot hop into the ring and I chuckle as we now have the few guys that were in the gym working our, surrounding the ring, obviously curious.

“Traditional rules” Trick suddenly yells.

“Spoil sport” Jensen yells back smirking.

Rusty shoots Trick a curious look and he just shrugs.

“Well it’s safe to say that we are all intrigued by this point” Rusty chuckles, “fight.”

Unlike the previous fights there’s no slow and steady start, Rafe and Riot attack simultaneously in a way that could only come from years of fighting together and Jensen ducks and dives returning punches and kicks. The grin on his face widening. I love watching Jensen fight. Rafe and Riot take more hits than Jensen does but Jensen by no means escapes unscathed. It’s obvious to me that they are all holding back and I’m interested to see what they’re usual fighting rules are. I drag my eyes away to look around at the guys watching and see respect shinning in most of their eyes as well as some impressed looks too.

The guys haven’t been professionally trained but they do have a lot of experience behind them.

The fight goes on for a while, until all of them are dripping with sweat and blood, breathing heavily but none of them slow down.

“They’ll just keep going until someone gets a knock out. It can go on for a while, I’d call it” Cash suggests, from beside me his hand squeezing mine.

“You boys are something else” Trent mutters.

“Enough” Trick yells.

The guys instantly break apart, grinning and out of breath looking lighter than they did when they arrived. They hop out of the ring and Jensen immediately makes his way over to me, wraps me in sweaty arms and pulls me against his chest.

“Thanks for that, dude” I chuckle when he pulls back.

“I needed that, thanks Angel” he mutters.

“Jensen your finger’s dislocated” Trent says, “we can get some ice. I suggest you get to the hospital and set it.”

Trick chuckles.

“Oh well fuck,” Jensen says as he lifts his hand and inspects his finger that’s at an odd angle, “put it back for me Angel?” He grins and a challenging light enters his eyes.

I smirk and grab his hand, quickly but efficiently putting his finger back in place. Ignoring the shocked looks from the surrounding people who obviously expected me to get all girly and Jensen to get it set like a normal human.

“Fuck, that sound always gets me” Luc shudders and I giggle.

“Thanks Angel” Jensen says as he kisses me.

“Jensen can I have a word, actually all of you if you can fight like that?” Rusty says.

“We can, not like Jensen though. He’d be the only one that would be interested in actual fights and not just sparring” Cash answers.

“Ok. You’re all a bit rough around the edges but what I’ve seen has me very impressed. I can work a training schedule for you Jensen and have you in the ring by the next fight which is in the next couple of weeks. I think the main problem is going to be making sure you don’t start playing, as one of your friends called it.”

Jensen just smirks.

As the guys all talk with Rusty, the excitement from the fight and my, lets call it a workout and not emotional breakdown, earlier, all of it drains away, taking my energy and my mood starts to dip again. Atlas would’ve gotten a kick out of this and would’ve truly shown Jensen’s