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and pulls me into an embrace and kisses me.
    Turning I look into the distance. “I’m here because I want my family back and I want to be a professional fighter. I- I didn’t know this was your gym though.”
    Unpleased with my answer, he scoffs, widening his stance. His face is more defined, and covered in a five o’clock shadow. He’s not a boy anymore, he’s a man. He licks his bottom lip before raking it in with his teeth. I used to kiss those lips. Moaned unintelligible things against them while he loved me.
    I didn’t realize how much I missed him, not until now.
    “Do yourself a favor, and just go back to wherever it was you came from.”
    Anger flushes through my system and my mouth falls open. This is not going the way my dreams had planned out.
    “Seriously, after all these years that is the first thing you wanted to say to me?”
    He rubs at his chin before hitting me with those cold blue eyes.
    “Trust me Tate, the first thing I was going to say wasn’t near as nice as that.” He turns, his back just as toned and chiseled as his front.
    “Say it, say what you were going to say,” I push.
    Shaking his head, he thumbs the sweat pants on his narrow hips.
    “It doesn’t matter… Because you don’t matter, not anymore.”
    I gasp at his harsh tone. Ouch. Tears unleash so fast I can’t stop them. Not this time.
    “Fucking prick,” I grumble under my breath as I head toward my car.
    “What was that?” he asks arrogantly, but I don’t look behind me. If I do, I might punch him in the mouth.
    “I said, FUCKING PRICK!” I tug my door open, throw my bag in and jump in. Silently praising myself for finding words that were buried deep inside of me.
    Slamming my door shut, I glare at him as I start the car.
    I quickly peel out of the parking lot without looking back.
    My nostrils flare, and knuckles turning white as I strangle the steering wheel.
    Who the hell was that? That wasn’t the Camden I remember. Not at all.
    I’m going to kill Fiona when I see her.
     
    Camden
     
    Standing in a cloud of dust I watch as Tate drives away. Again. My heart is beating against my chest hard, my stomach twisted in knots. I thought my longing for Tate grew into hate these past years. That was until I just saw her. I miss her and hate her. I wanted to grab her and pull her into me, but I also wanted to pull her by the fucking hair out of my gym.
    I never thought I’d see her again, but I envisioned it.
    It pretty much went how I planned. Pissing her off.
    I wanted her to hurt as much as I did when she up and left in the middle of the night four fucking years ago.
    She promised to call me everyday, that we’d see each other every weekend. None of that happened.
    She’s a fucking liar.
    The most beautiful ones are though. They’re like flowers. Gorgeous on the outside, but once you get close, you find out they’re just as poisonous.
    “Who was that?” I turn finding Chase standing there with an amused grin on his face. His dark long hair wet as if he’d just showered. How long had he been standing there?
    “Nobody,” I respond flatly.
    “Oh that was somebody, and when I say that I mean that was some body. Fuck she’s sexy!“
    “Stop while you’re ahead.” I hold my hand up, glowering at him. Inside my chest my heart beats wildly with a jealous urge. I could beat on my chest and roar right now. Which is fucking stupid, because Tate is not mine. She made that very clear.
    “She yours?” He walks backwards stepping into the gym.
    Lowering my head, I close my eyes trying to calm my racing heart. Chase is a different kind of man, he’s one that is unstable, and laced with a violent nature. I’m no saint, but the difference is I’m aware of my transgressions, he thinks he’s completely normal. He’s been training for a couple years now. No trainer will put him in a ring after seeing his true colors in practice. He’s a bloodbath waiting to happen.
    “No, just … stay away from her,” I