was simply amazing.
Zen burst out laughing. “You could say that again. I hope it wasn’t too much for you.”
“I enjoyed myself. Especially when Hammer…”
“Ah…we might make you a fan yet. Come on, I will introduce you to some of the other fighters.” He took her hand and pulled her along.
“Zen, you are my favorite, could I have a dance with you?” One of the pretty blond VIP women came up to Zen. The fan gave Molly a dirty look but made sure to smile radiantly at Zen.
“Maybe later.” He gave her a sexy smile to soften the brush off.
“Zen, you don’t have to tour me around. You can go ahead and have fun with…” She nodded toward the fan who was now standing with two other pretty women all eye fucking Zen.
Zen leaned toward her and whispered, “Truthfully, it all gets tiring.”
Molly blinked. “Really? You don’t enjoy the women falling at your feet?”
Zen sighed pulling her to a stop in a secluded corner. “Look, don’t get me wrong. I love women, I enjoy all shapes and sizes. I have enjoyed them without qualms, multiples at the same time. And…they always seem to ‘love’ me too, at first. But their love only lasts the night, or maybe two nights. Until they get their fill, then they move on.”
“Isn’t that what you prefer? To be a swinging bachelor having a different woman every night?”
He had a sad look on his face. “Everyone believes that about me and I allow them to because it keeps up my fight persona, ‘Zen the Sin’. But if I could find a female that loved me, truly loved me , I would mate her in a heartbeat and cherish her for always.”
Molly was shocked. “You’re a romantic.”
Zen pulled away a little. “Keep that to yourself.”
Molly nodded. But she felt a little bad for Zen. He built this image for himself of a player and ladies’ man, and now, it had become a trap for him. No one could see past it.
“Come on. There are fighters you haven’t met yet.” Zen pulled her along to introduce her.
*****
Hammer walked with purposeful strides. People jumped out of his way. He didn’t pay them any attention. His focus was getting to the banquet before Molly left. What if someone hit on her? He growled, which made more people move out of his way.
When he got to the banquet, he found Molly surrounded by all the male fighters. Zen was right there with her. Even though Zen said Molly showed no interest, Zen didn’t say that he wasn’t interested. He could still try to seduce her.
Molly looked up and her gaze locked onto Hammer’s. Everything and everyone around her seemed to fade away. She felt a strong pull toward him like some kind of magnetic pull. She tried to look away, but she couldn’t break the connection.
Hammer stood just a few feet away. He was massive. The black silk shirt he wore stretched across his wide chest. The buttons would surely pop if he took a deep breath. Oh that reminded her, she needed to breathe or she would pass out from lack of oxygen.
“Hi,” his deep voice rumbled.
Molly shivered. She had never noticed anybody’s heat before, but with Hammer, heat seemed to roll off him and it covered her like a blanket. It drew her in.
“Hi,” she answered. She looked around and found everyone that had been there a moment ago were now all gone. She was alone with Hammer in a secluded corner of the room.
“Congratulations on the win.” Crap, is that what people usually say about these things?
Hammer smiled. It made his dimples come out. “Thanks. I hope you enjoyed the event. I know it's not something you usually go for.” He couldn’t help but think that he wasn’t someone she would usually go for either.
She blushed. “It was more entertaining than I expected. I found myself shouting out with everyone else.”
He nodded. “There’s a vibe that happens and it gets people going. It's almost like an adrenaline rush. Afterwards there is a crash.”
“And you do this every weekend?”
“No, I don’t fight at each