ROMANCE: MENAGE ROMANCE: Tapped and Taken by Two (Pregnancy Sports MMA UFC Fighter Romance) (Alpha Male Romance) Read Free Page A

thought those words as he swiped away the image of the green and blue planet in the galaxy called the Milky Way.  
     
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    Larisa wiped the sweat from her temple, sending beads of liquid glistening through the air. Her breathing was heavy, but she didn’t stop running. She was too close to slow down now.
    Her sneakers pounded into the grass, the porch light casting her shadow against lopsided trees. Lactic acid gathered in her muscles, but she forced herself onward, into the field that was her house’s backyard. One thing she loved about living in the suburbs was the privacy. No one was here to judge her performance during her late night or early morning workouts, or stare at the slight jiggle of her belly and thighs when she ran. She could wear whatever she wanted and not have to endure the parade of airheaded sticks that filed through the locker room on their way to their light sweatless workouts or raw food lunches in their expensive workout clothes. Larisa always thought that if the clothes you work out in weren’t a sweat drenched mess then you can’t really call it a workout. There were plenty of those types at the gym she went to in the city. Now that she lived out in the suburbs though, the whole countryside was her gym.
    The phone strapped to her arm beeped, and with a gasp of relief, she turned her run into a trot, and then the trot into a steady jog. She panted, the cold night air suddenly uncomfortable in her lungs. She gradually slowed to a walk, and pulled her phone to her face.
    She smiled. Sweat dripped into her eyes. She had bested her previous time.
    Take that, world, she thought. Her chest swelled with pride.
    Larisa plopped down on the grass and leaned back. The light breeze was bliss against her skin.
    As her heartbeat gradually calmed, she opened an app on her phone and tapped to mark the time and distance of her run. She then swiped through her friends’ latests posts and liked a picture one of her friends had posted. It showed a tall, slender woman with piercing hazel eyes and red hair. Her crop top and low rise yoga pants showcased impressive abs and chiseled arms. She definitely wasn’t a size 0 fitness model. The caption read: “Some women compare dress sizes. I would rather talk about how many chin-ups you can do.”  Larisa liked that. She never wasted time wishing she was smaller or skinnier, and she definitely wasn’t as ripped as that woman in the picture, but Larisa liked how she looked. Even if the rest of the world didn’t see it that way.  
    She set her phone on the ground and looked up into the sky.
    The city lights were still close enough that the haze of light pollution diminished the intensity of the stars, but she couldn’t argue that the view wasn’t better than if she lived downtown. She’d rest for a while here, with the grass frisking her legs, and then head back inside to rehydrate and wind down for the night.
    It was a quiet night. A rare quiet, and she wanted to savor it a moment longer. There were only faint car engines rumbling in the distance, no wandering cats shrieking for sex, and, for once, no pestering phone calls from work. Larisa had been getting a lot of those lately, and was starting to get fed up. It’s not like she got along with anyone there anyway, but everyone seemed to like coming to her when they didn’t know how to do something. The fact that she didn’t have many close friends though didn’t really bother her. She was used to be a bit of a loner, and to making things happen for herself. She was used to just being comfortable being alone.
    Her mother had actually abandoned Larisa as a young teenager, and Larisa grew up in foster care. It wasn’t the tragedy everyone envisions when she mentions it. Sometimes the system works out, and it definitely made her stronger and more independent, which is why it was nice to not have to talk to anyone right now. A few years ago she had actually reconnected with her biological mom, and she was