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in the world to do with Jake. By the time they got off the phone, she was in her pajamas and sipping wine on her bed with a book cradled in her hand.
Setting the phone down, she opened the book and tried to read where she had left off, but she couldn’t get Jake from her mind, and she couldn’t get past the page she had been on. After fifteen minutes, she gave up and put the book back on her nightstand with an aggravated sigh. Turning off the light, she curled up against her pillow, and her last thought was the sound of Jake’s voice, telling her that he was going to dream of her that night.
Chapter3
“Evan… you aren’t going to believe this,” Jake said excitedly as he poured himself a cup of hot coffee the next morning. It was shortly after sunrise, but he hadn’t been able to sleep hardly at all.
There was a loud yawn on the other end of the line, and with a sleepy voice, Evan responded. “Yeah? Wassup?” he mumbled almost incoherently.
Jake walked to the window and looked out of the old mini blinds at the street in front of his rented house. “Well, you know what you were saying about change not falling in my lap? Yesterday it fell into my lap. I was at the gym and this… god, she’s hot… this woman came in and she was watching me fight. When I was done, she told me she wanted to take me to this place for pro fighters, except she didn’t say where it was. I didn’t know until we got there.”
“Is this something that you can wait to tell me all about until a decent hour?” Evan moaned into the phone.
Jake ignored him. “Evan! She took me to the Hayashi dojo! They’re looking for fighters and she wanted me to try out there to be one of their fighters!” He still couldn’t make himself believe it, and saying it out loud only made it sound more surreal to him.
There was silence for a moment on the other end of the line and then there was fumbling, and Evan spoke more clearly. “What? What did you say?”
“The Hayashi dojo. Evan… I made it in. I start training today to compete in professional martial arts competitions.” Jake grinned and raked his fingers through his sandy golden hair.
He heard Evan stutter slightly. “The… the Hayashi dojo? Seriously? You’re kidding me. You’re kidding… Jake, this is a hell of a joke to play on me at the crack of dawn. What the hell are you doing this to me for?”
“I go in at nine this morning to start,” Jake said, his grin barely containing his happiness.
“You are serious. Holy… wow. How in the…?” he began to laugh a little then. “That’s so cool, brother. I’m so happy for you. That’s the best.”
“Thanks, Evan. I’m not going to be able to be around too much, between the garage at night and the training during the day, but I’ll see you whenever I can, right?” Jake asked, letting hope begin to move through him finally, in small undulating waves.
“Yeah, sure… of course. The dojo is a huge priority. Go do it! I’ll come to your fights! I’m always at the fights. I’ll drop by the garage too. You’re going to kick some real ass now! I’m proud of you, Jake. You deserve this. You do.” Evan sounded as happy as Jake felt, and for once it finally seemed to Jake that things might just be going his way.
They talked a little while and then Jake finally let Evan off the phone so he could go back to sleep. Jake washed out his coffee mug and left his house, locking the door behind him. Heading to the dojo, his mind was on two things; the future he had ahead of him as a fighter for Hayashi, and getting Lisa where he wanted her. He parked at the end of the parking lot at the dojo and went to her office.
She was sitting at her desk when he walked in, and the moment their eyes met, his mouth curved into a grin and she felt her cheeks flush at the memory of how she had reacted to him the night before in her car.
“Good morning, Jake.” She spoke to him in a cool tone, before anything
Setting the phone down, she opened the book and tried to read where she had left off, but she couldn’t get Jake from her mind, and she couldn’t get past the page she had been on. After fifteen minutes, she gave up and put the book back on her nightstand with an aggravated sigh. Turning off the light, she curled up against her pillow, and her last thought was the sound of Jake’s voice, telling her that he was going to dream of her that night.
Chapter3
“Evan… you aren’t going to believe this,” Jake said excitedly as he poured himself a cup of hot coffee the next morning. It was shortly after sunrise, but he hadn’t been able to sleep hardly at all.
There was a loud yawn on the other end of the line, and with a sleepy voice, Evan responded. “Yeah? Wassup?” he mumbled almost incoherently.
Jake walked to the window and looked out of the old mini blinds at the street in front of his rented house. “Well, you know what you were saying about change not falling in my lap? Yesterday it fell into my lap. I was at the gym and this… god, she’s hot… this woman came in and she was watching me fight. When I was done, she told me she wanted to take me to this place for pro fighters, except she didn’t say where it was. I didn’t know until we got there.”
“Is this something that you can wait to tell me all about until a decent hour?” Evan moaned into the phone.
Jake ignored him. “Evan! She took me to the Hayashi dojo! They’re looking for fighters and she wanted me to try out there to be one of their fighters!” He still couldn’t make himself believe it, and saying it out loud only made it sound more surreal to him.
There was silence for a moment on the other end of the line and then there was fumbling, and Evan spoke more clearly. “What? What did you say?”
“The Hayashi dojo. Evan… I made it in. I start training today to compete in professional martial arts competitions.” Jake grinned and raked his fingers through his sandy golden hair.
He heard Evan stutter slightly. “The… the Hayashi dojo? Seriously? You’re kidding me. You’re kidding… Jake, this is a hell of a joke to play on me at the crack of dawn. What the hell are you doing this to me for?”
“I go in at nine this morning to start,” Jake said, his grin barely containing his happiness.
“You are serious. Holy… wow. How in the…?” he began to laugh a little then. “That’s so cool, brother. I’m so happy for you. That’s the best.”
“Thanks, Evan. I’m not going to be able to be around too much, between the garage at night and the training during the day, but I’ll see you whenever I can, right?” Jake asked, letting hope begin to move through him finally, in small undulating waves.
“Yeah, sure… of course. The dojo is a huge priority. Go do it! I’ll come to your fights! I’m always at the fights. I’ll drop by the garage too. You’re going to kick some real ass now! I’m proud of you, Jake. You deserve this. You do.” Evan sounded as happy as Jake felt, and for once it finally seemed to Jake that things might just be going his way.
They talked a little while and then Jake finally let Evan off the phone so he could go back to sleep. Jake washed out his coffee mug and left his house, locking the door behind him. Heading to the dojo, his mind was on two things; the future he had ahead of him as a fighter for Hayashi, and getting Lisa where he wanted her. He parked at the end of the parking lot at the dojo and went to her office.
She was sitting at her desk when he walked in, and the moment their eyes met, his mouth curved into a grin and she felt her cheeks flush at the memory of how she had reacted to him the night before in her car.
“Good morning, Jake.” She spoke to him in a cool tone, before anything
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