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comment. I didn’t want him being rough with me at all. “I don’t want you to hurt me.” I shook my head.
    His look dropped instantly and he raised his eyebrows. “I’m not gonna hurt you. I was just gonna throw you around a little,” he said, before giving me a gorgeous grin.
    Heat instantly went to my nether regions. That smile was pantie-dropping, and it was doing crazy things to my lady parts. I tried to keep my cool and make out like his stunning grin hadn’t affected me at all. I gave him a playful warning look, and he put his hands up defensively.
    Back in serious mode, he demonstrated some moves jutting out his arms in different directions, as if to fend off imaginary punches being thrown at him. “Right, I’ll throw some punches, and you block them.”
    This, I was good at. I had plenty of practice blocking Dad’s. Jamie punched and I blocked the best I could, and he sometimes stopped and lifted my arms higher to where they should be.
    “Good,” he praised.
    Putting his arms down, he took me through the next part of training. “Right, if a man was to attack you, one thing you could do is jab them in the eyes.” He demonstrated the move with his fingers. The thought of doing that to someone, especially my dad, made me feel sick. “Then kick them in the balls and run,” he added.
    I nodded. Jab then balls. Got it.
    “I’ll take you through some wrestling moves to show you how to overpower someone.”
    As soon as he said that, panic set in. I was a wimp, and I didn’t want him to launch me to the floor. I’d just told him I didn’t want him to be rough with me.
    He walked back over to the center of the cage and lifted his arms out in front of him a little. “Try to take me down.” He beckoned me with his hands.
    I widened my eyes in shock. “What? You’re six feet of pure muscle,” I pointed out, stunned as to why he would even have me try to ‘take him down’.
    He pursed his lips, shook his head, and beckoned me over again. “Just come at me.”
    I did as I was told and walked over to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and tried to pull him over, but he didn’t budge. His scent filled my nostrils; he smelled amazing, despite the fact he had been in the gym most of the day.
    “You’re huggin’ me.” He puffed his chest out so he could look at me.
    I released my arms, taking a step back, and crossed them over my chest. “This is stupid.” I felt awkwardly embarrassed. I didn’t know if he was doing this on purpose just to make me look like an idiot.
    “Will you think it’s stupid when a man is pulling you to the ground to rape you?” he said bluntly.
    That question silenced me. I knew he was right. The thought of that happening made me want to vomit. I wasn’t even thinking about how I could get attacked by just about anybody. “No,” I said sheepishly.
    “Right, then come closer to me.”
    I stood in front of him again, and before I could blink, he managed to hook a foot behind mine and pull me backward onto the floor in one swift movement. A shocked yelp escaped me as I was put flat on my back. Jamie still stood in the same position like he hadn’t moved a muscle.
    I lay there, catching my breath for a few seconds, while my heart beat furiously in shock. Jamie watched me, somewhat amused. When I was confident I wasn’t going to have a heart attack, I started to sit up. Jamie quickly knelt down next to me and put his palm on my stomach to still me.
    “Stay there,” he commanded.
    I did as I was told, and he walked around to stand at my feet then slowly lowered his body over mine, resting his hands on either side of my shoulders so he was planking over me. The way he did it was almost enticing. I lay there paralyzed, watching him. He looked down at me in a way that made heat spread between my legs. We were in quite an intimate position. I didn’t know why he was doing it. I’d never seen this being done at a class before, and I’m pretty sure Kal wouldn’t have