Fighting For a Second Chance (Fighting 1)

Realizing I’m checking her out, she blushes the most adorable shade of pink while covering her front by wrapping her arms around her stomach. I close the distance between us and pull her into me for a kiss. She must be shocked by my actions because she tenses up as I wrap my arms around her waist and seek entrance into her mouth with my tongue.

She finally gives in and gives me access, and in this moment, it feels like all is right in the world. I want this reunion to be soft and sweet, but the moment she exhales into my mouth and relaxes into my arms, I can’t hold back. I attack her mouth with mine, nipping at her bottom lip and then the top one. I move my tongue back into her mouth to taste her.

Her hands come up to my head and tighten around my short hair. God, I’ve missed this woman. I run my hands down her back and over her perfect ass, to her thighs, grabbing hold of the back of them and lifting her up. She can feel it happening and immediately wraps her legs around my waist, locking her ankles together.

She pulls her head back and looks into my eyes, smiling, and I know I would do anything to keep that smile on her face. I vaguely hear our friends in the background chuckling and somebody says to get a room. I can’t help but laugh at that. This girl could easily become my entire world.

“Kaden, guestroom?” I can’t stop looking into her beautiful brown eyes as I ask him for permission to get this girl alone.

“Yeah, yeah,” he replies through laughter.

Not taking my eyes off Liz, I walk her down the hallway and kick open the guestroom door. Once inside, I make my way to the bed and sit on the edge with her still wrapped around me.

“Baby girl, do you have any idea how often I’ve thought about you over these past five years? How many times I wished I had gotten your number? Too many times to count.”

She smiles brightly. “I feel the same way, Cooper… or is it Liam? Or Rage? I thought Cooper was your damn name! What the hell do I call you?”

I chuckle at that. “Baby, you can call me any name you want as long as you are naked and in my arms.” I wink at her and she shakes with laughter. I could never get tired of hearing this girl laugh.

I bring my lips to hers again and kiss her. It starts out soft and slow. I can smell her vanilla shampoo. It’s the same smell from five years ago. She continues to kiss me back and then begins to move her body closer, like she is trying to climb up me. It’s then I realize she’s tightening her thighs and trying to grind herself against me for relief. My girl wants this as much as I do.

Without stopping the kiss, I grip her thighs and flip us over, so she’s lying under me. As our kiss becomes ravenous, I take one of my hands and move it down her side to the bottom of the dress and roughly lift it up. When I get it right above her panty line, she puts her hand over mine to stop me from going any further, and I still my movements, wondering if I read this all wrong.

Eleven

Liz

A few minutes earlier

I’m sitting in the living room of Kaden’s home, talking to Kaden and Kayla. Hayley is around here somewhere, chatting with everyone she knows since she works with a lot of these people. I’m not really paying attention to the conversation because I’m too busy looking around for Cooper. I hear Kayla tell Kaden that he needs to introduce her to some of his hot UFC friends because sharing is caring, and I can’t help but laugh at my crazy best friend.

And then I feel him before I even see him. When I look over, he’s standing ten feet away from me just staring. I don’t know what to do, so I stand and look at him. He’s checking me out and it makes me uncomfortable. Not because it’s him who’s checking me out, but because I know my body isn’t the same as it was five years ago. I worked hard to get back in shape after I had Bella, but I’m not delusional about my post-baby body. My breasts got larger during the pregnancy and never went back to my original size. My stomach is much softer now and there’s a permanent little pooch from the emergency caesarean I had to have when Bella’s heart rate decreased during labor.

Luckily, he can’t see the stretch marks that, if after four years haven’t completely faded, will probably never fade. Thinking about all the hot women who were chanting his name today, begging him to marry them, and wanting the chance to sleep with him, I can’t imagine why in the world he would want me now. Instinctively I wrap my arms around my stomach as if that’s going to hide anything. Before I can say anything, Cooper’s right in front of me, his lips on mine.