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Issahil

Clearing my throat awkwardly, I pulled myself up to my feet. “Got it."

I wasn't going to give in. I was only going to get hurt again if I did. Some other woman was just going to come between us, create misunderstandings and pull us apart so why try?

He stepped back, positioning and we continued, the sparring intensifying.

I didn't know if it was deliberate but as we sparred