Romance: JADEN: An MMA Fighter Romance (Bad Boy Tattoo Romance) (New Adult Pregnancy Short Stories) Read Free Page B

lucky I like surprises.”
    “Lucky.  Anyway I gotta go.  I will call you again.”
    And I was left listening to the beeping on the phone as he ended our call.  I was still in utter shock that that conversation had just happened.  It was so simple and nothing special, but at the same time, it was adorable and exciting, and I was totally falling for him.  I clung to my phone, lying in my bed that night, dreaming not just of his eyes running through my mind, but now of his touch and his lips and the way his voice made me feel.
     
    Jaden had invited me to come and watch him fight tonight.  His conversation on the phone was quick and straight to the point again but it just made every word he said that much more significant.  I once again was a little confused if my appearance at his fight was his idea of a first date, and the thoughts of him having the intention of just being friends came barging back into my head.  I was, therefore, going to feel incredibly uncomfortable again, but at least this time I could sit down in the crowd and enjoy the show that I, this time, didn’t have to take part in. 
    I had no idea how big mixed martial arts was but I was soon caught up to the fact when I entered the arena where the fight was to take place.  Here I was, thinking I was just going to be entering a school gym, and now I was at a ticketed event, pushing my way through crowds, and stepping over fanatic people to get to my seat.  Jaden had saved me a seat right at the front and as much as I appreciated it, as soon as the first fight began, I became terrified at the act I saw in front of me and I actually think I might have enjoyed having more of a skewed view. 
    They announced his name and Jaden came out in silky shorts and no top.  My stomach did flips and I felt like I was about to melt into my seat and never be able to stand again.  Every time I saw him, he just got sexier and sexier and my heart became further endangered with going into cardiac arrest.  I had felt the pain of every kick and hit that occurred in the first three fights, but none of it had appropriately prepared me for the sick feeling my body produced when I saw Jaden’s body being brutally abused by his opponent.  I squirmed in my seat and pleaded in my head for him to make it through the fight alive.  He was actually very impressive and as much as it scared me, the way Jaden dodged the other guy’s hands, and the way he struck, actually was turning me on.  I’m crazy, I know. 
    And then he was struck hard and went down and the whole crowd roared and rose from their seats.  Jaden didn’t get up.  I felt sicker, and my worry immediately exceeded any concern I’d ever felt for somebody else’s wellbeing before.  The referee instantly paused the fight and Jaden’s trainer ended up helping him out of the ring.  He was hobbling along but still looked like he was in a complete daze and might possibly be concussed.  I had to go and see him. 
    He lay on a bed in the rooms below the stands and I watched as people fussed around him.  He was finally left alone to rest with the diagnosis being that he was not concussed and he was going to be just fine.  The relief I felt, as I heard those words, were amazing and I was finally free of the worry I had been clinging onto.
    “Jaden.”
    I sympathetically spoke his name as I walked over to him.  He looked over at me smiling.
    “You came.”
    “Of course I did.”
    “I usually win.”
    He laughed.
    “I don’t care.”  I assured him and sat myself next to him on the bed, his amazing physique now so close to my desiring eyes.
    He grabbed onto my hand and I was once again shocked by his bold act of interest.
    “I’m glad you came.”
    I smiled at him and watched as he closed his eyes.
    “Are you okay?”
    “Yeah just a little tired.”
    He kept his eyes closed as he spoke and I decided I should probably leave.  He was still holding my hand though and the temptation to let him hold onto it