Groundwork

After the last class clears and the lobby lights die, Quinn Reyes stays to lock up Groundwork, the private MMA gym she manages at night. Jax Brennan, the owner, is still on the mats—shirtless, sweating, working the heavy bag like the empty floor belongs only to him. What starts as a clinch drill turns into hands that don't let go, mouths that don't stop, and a risk neither of them walks away from when the security beam sweeps the lot.

She tells herself it's one night. He doesn't ask her to p...