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Chapters (29)
  1. Outmatched
  2. Also by Kristen Callihan
  3. Also by Samantha Young
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. Twelve
  16. Thirteen
  17. Fourteen
  18. Fifteen
  19. Sixteen
  20. Seventeen
  21. Eighteen
  22. Nineteen
  23. Twenty
  24. Twenty-One
  25. Twenty-Two
  26. Twenty-Three
  27. Epilogue
  28. Acknowledgments
  29. About the Authors

“Stop lowering your guard. Keep your fists up and your chin down, Tink.”

Parker stopped in the center of the mat and put her hands on her hips with a huff. “If I do that, I can’t see past these big gloves!”

She’d been at me to teach her to box, and I’d finally relented. But I knew she’d give me shit. I’d been anticipating it.

“That’s because you keep pressing your gloves right up against your face,” I said. “Which is a good way to get that pretty little nose busted.”

“You bust my nose, Morgan, and I’m busting your nuts.”

Laughing, I swung her up and cradled her against my chest. She was so tiny compared to me but fit just right. And though she glared, she was also smiling as she wrapped her arms around my neck. “Brute,” she said.

“I’m the brute? You’re the one threatening my nuts.”

Her nose wrinkled. “That was a tactical error on my part, I agree. I need your bits in good working order.”

I dipped my head and nuzzled her neck. “Maybe we should do an equipment check just to make sure.”

She snorted but her lids lowered in that way that told me she’d be ready for me. “I never actually hit your nuts, Rhys.”

“I won’t tell if you don’t.” My hands slid to her pert ass, under her shorts where her skin was hot and silky. “You wet for me, Parker?”

She hummed, wrapping her legs around my waist to rock into me. “You’re the one who wanted to do an equipment check—why don’t you see for yourself?”

Growling, I was prepared to do just that when my brother’s voice cut through my lust-filled fog like a chain saw.

“My eyes,” he said dramatically. “Would you two have some care for the youth around here?”

I stopped, not putting Parker down, and turned to glare at him. “We’re in my apartment.”

Since the gym was in the middle of a remodel, there was too much dust and paint fumes downstairs, so we’d taken to working out in my loft’s small home gym. Parker had been spending most of her time here over the past few months, and I was planning on asking her to move in.

A year ago, I might have thought moving in with a woman was too much of a commitment. Now, I couldn’t wait. I wanted my things mingled with hers, to wake up to her face every morning and to kiss it good night for all the rest of mine.

“Consider this an educational moment,” Parker added, clinging to me like a monkey.

I laughed. “Yeah, always remember to knock before entering.”

Dean shook his head. “You’re both hilarious. Really.”

I finally let Parker down. “There a reason you’re invading our privacy, Dean?”