Chapter Eighty-Six
“What do you want, Adam?” I asked him, my voice low and rough as I walked over to join him on the mat.
“You know what I want.” His lips twisted as we started to circle each other. Bending low, each of us looking for an attack from the other.
I rolled my shoulders, eyeing him carefully. Everything in me was tense, but I was ready for whatever Adam was planning to throw my way. We moved like the predators we were and I could feel the tension building between us like a thick cloud, ready to burst at any moment.
He shifted left quick on his feet, but I was faster. Dodging his attack so he was only able to grab onto my shirt, ripping it as he tried to pull me closer. If he wanted to play this game, I could play it too.
“Then say it,” I growled, circling him slowly before
