“Suit up.” Chance grinned, tossing Autumn one of his karate uniforms. “Let’s see if you can run with the big kats.”
“Actually,” she teased, as she began to dress, “I’ll be impressed if you can make me break a sweat.”
Jake stuck his head in his locker to hide the smile that was splitting his face as Chance’s eyes took on that familiar glaze.
“Keep pushin’, babe,” he shot back, “and I’ll be whompin’ your tail from one end of the room to the other.”
“Dream on, fly boy,” she egged, tying the belt and stepping up to the combat line.
Jake took a seat by the lockers so he could referee the games and step in if Chance got too rough with her.
Taking their stances, Autumn veiled her eyes suggestively and purred, “Impress me.”
“Fight!” Jake called out.
Chance was caught off guard by Autumn’s diversion and quickly paid for it as he felt the sting of her backhand .
“Shame on you,” she playfully scolded as she jumped back. “You made that way too easy. Now focus.”
Chance lowered his head and narrowed his eyes as he chuckled and said, “Okay, baby, let’s play,” and charged at her with a flurry of kicks and punches.
Jake quickly got up into a three point stance, ready to jump in if necessary, but to his surprise and relief, Autumn was keeping up with him, giving as good as she got. Suddenly, she found the opening she was looking for and took his legs out from under him. He no sooner hit the mat when she was on him. Grabbing his throat, she reeled back from the shoulder like she was going to drive her fist through his heart.
“Ah-ah!” Jake warned.
But, he really didn’t have to worry, Autumn just gave Chance’s chest a little slap over his heart and rolled off.
“Lucky shot,” Chance growled good-naturedly as he lunged.
Jake just shook his head in amusement as he watched them growl and roll all over the mats trying to get the upper hand for a pin.
Callie paced nervously in her office. There was something Feral wasn’t telling her; she could feel it. Looking out over the city and the gentle snowfall, she wondered if the alien was safe. It wasn’t like this place was crime central, but it wasn’t the garden of Eden either.
“Even Eden had snakes,” she muttered and reached for her purse.
“Slippery she-devil,” Chance growled as Autumn managed to get out of an improperly placed headlock.
Jake leaned back against his locker and smiled. This girl was giving Chance quite a work out, especially when she surprised him with a move or two they hadn’t seen since they were in the academy.
“Oh, no you don’t!” Autumn growled back as he tried to roll her into a ball. She knew she was in trouble when he got his arm under her knees.
“He gets those fingers interlocked, and it’s all over,” she thought, arching her back to get some manuevering room between her knees and his arms. Instead, it gave him the room he needed to lock his grip.
“Gotcha!” he said triumphantly.
Before she could reply, an alarm sounded and a light on the wall flashed. Chance broke his hold and rolled away from her, putting a finger to his lips in a gesture of silence. Autumn nodded her understanding as Jake pressed a button on the intercom and said, “Yes Miss Briggs?”
“Razor, I have something of an odd request.”
“And, what would that be?” Chance asked in all seriousness.
“A pod crash landed and…”
“Ah-h-h, Miss Briggs,” Jake interrupted, “We know all about her.”
“Do you know if she’s safe?”
Autumn couldn’t help but smile, especially when the guys gave her the okay nod to speak.
“Yes, Miss Briggs.” she answered kindly. “In fact I owe these gentlemen life.”
“Been there more than once,” Callie laughed, then added in a serious tone, “But, I have to warn you that you need to find a new place to stay. Feral’s got his enforcers on the look out for you.”
“But, she hasn’t done…” Jake started.
“No, honey, I understand,” Autumn interrupted. “They’ll tell Feral where I am and he’ll be checking out this place up close and personal. Don’t worry, Miss Briggs, I’ll be gone before the clock strikes the hour. Oh, and, Miss Briggs?”
“Thanks for the warning.”
“Be careful out there, Miss Silvers. Not everyone’s as wonderful as these guys.”
“I know that all too well my dear,” Autumn giggled. “You take care. Maybe I’ll see ya’ sometime.”
“Okay, gotta go, I hear the mayor calling me.”
“Bye, Miss Briggs,” the three said unison.
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