{"product_id":"unraveled-isbn-9780451473639","title":"Unraveled","description":"\u003cb\u003eIn this sizzling continuation of the Mastered series by \u003ci\u003eNew York Times \u003c\/i\u003ebestselling author Lorelei James, a man will find the domination he’s always craved…\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eShiori Hirano and Knox Lofgren are left to run the martial arts program at Black Arts while Ronin Black travels. On the surface, the two highest ranked belts appear to cooperate—but in private, they butt heads constantly, despite the undeniable attraction between them. Soon their power exchanges start to make for a sweltering dynamic in the bedroom…\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eAt first Knox is shocked to be living out his submissive desires, but Shiori sets out to prove that embracing his true sexual nature doesn’t make him a weak man. But even while their sexual relationship grants him a power and fulfillment he finds surprising, there’s no training regimen for the fight that comes with loving a strong woman…\u003cu\u003e\u003cb\u003ePraise for the Mastered Series and the novels of Lorelei James\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/u\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"To die for!\"— #1\u003ci\u003e New York Times \u003c\/i\u003ebestselling author Maya Banks\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"An emotional ride filled with joy, angst, laughs, and a wonderful happily ever after!\"—\u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author Jaci Burton\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“With Unwound, James once again proves she’s the master of erotic romance.”—\u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author Tara Sue Me\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Known for erotic interludes, [James] never forgets to bolster the story with plenty of emotional power.”—\u003ci\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"[A] fascinating read that explores the emotions of a woman swept up in a dark world of bondage\"—\u003ci\u003eRT Book Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003eLorelei James\u003c\/b\u003e is the \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eUSA Today\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author of contemporary erotic romances, including the Mastered series: \u003ci\u003eBound \u003c\/i\u003eand \u003ci\u003eUnwound \u003c\/i\u003eand the Blacktop Cowboy novels:\u003ci\u003e Hillbilly Rockstar, Turn and Burn\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eOne Night Rodeo\u003c\/i\u003e,\u003ci\u003eWrangled and Tangled\u003c\/i\u003e,\u003ci\u003e Saddled and Spurred\u003c\/i\u003e, and \u003ci\u003eCorralled\u003c\/i\u003e. Lorelei lives in western South Dakota with her family.\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003ePRAISE FOR THE NOVELS OF LORELEI JAMES\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eALSO BY LORELEI JAMES\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eCHAPTER ONE\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eSHIORI Hirano wanted to beat the fuck out of someone.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnd by “someone” she meant that smarmy asswipe Knox Lofgren.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eOb-Knox-ious had been in rare form today, harping on safety protocols until the newly earned black belt class looked ready to commit hara-kiri just so they wouldn’t have to listen to their Shihan drone on and on.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnd there was another point of contention. Everyone else in Black Arts dojo called Knox “Shihan” since he was the highest-ranking belt after Master Black.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eOr he was until \u003ci\u003eshe’d\u003c\/i\u003e arrived.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eSince Shiori outranked him by one belt level, she called him Godan, one step down in the ranking system—which really got his goat. Then he retaliated by refusing to refer to her by any official title at all, calling her She-Cat or Shitake.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eYes, they were shining examples of leadership.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHer brother, Ronin Black, had left Knox in charge of his martial-arts dojo while he took a ten-week sabbatical to Japan with his wife. While Shiori agreed Ronin deserved the break, she wasn’t sure she’d survive working eighty days with Knox.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Are there any questions before you’re dismissed?” Knox asked the class.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eJesus. Loaded question.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnd of course the biggest pain-in-the-ass student raised her hand. “Shihan, I’m a little fuzzy on that sit-up guard and sweep. Could you demonstrate?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThe silly chit expected Shihan would beckon her up to demonstrate? And he’d press his big body to hers as he relayed directions in his deep bedroom voice? No. He’d want her to observe and that meant . . .\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Shiori, I need your assistance.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eRight-o, Captain Asshat. And I need a gin and tonic. Jumbo-sized. Pronto.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eRefusing wasn’t an option, so she rolled to her feet and moved to the center of the mat.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Gather ’round so you can all see this.” As soon as the students had formed a circle, he sat and placed his right foot above her left knee.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShe went to grab his left leg for the sweep, and he grabbed her white gi top by the lapels and shoved her to the mat, rolling her onto her shoulder and pinning her arm down with his knee on her gi sleeve.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eWhen Knox went into side mount, it took every ounce of restraint not to immediately counter his move.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eLittle Miss Ten Million Questions asked to see the move one more time. And of course Shihan obliged her.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eFinally he dismissed the class. She was about to bail when two hands landed on her shoulders.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eSo tempting to give in to her instinct and do a sweep and roll and jam her knee into his balls, but she refrained. She deserved a fucking cookie for that.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Mandatory meeting with ABC instructors in five minutes in the second-floor training room.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Yippee.” She shook off his hands and started walking away.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Great attitude. I saw some of that in class tonight. Curb it before next class.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“No problem. As long as you curb your tendency to overexplain a simple technique for the benefit of jiggly tits, who’d just love for you to show her every mount technique in your arsenal.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox stopped and latched on to her arm. “Jillian? She asked a valid question.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“No, she asked for a demonstration. And I’m pretty sure her nipples pouted when you didn’t demonstrate on her. You demonstrated on me again.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Which is your job.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“No. My job would’ve been to show the class how stupid that move is in the first place and the best way to counter it.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHis eyes cooled. “But you didn’t do that . . . in deference to me?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Yes, sir.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“There aren’t any students around now, She-Cat. So let’s take this to the mat.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“That offer is so freakin’ hard to refuse, but—”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox crowded her against the elevator door. “That wasn’t an offer.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShit. “You’re pulling rank on me?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Damn straight. You and me. Upstairs. Now.” He lowered his head and whispered, “Put your money where your mouth is, Rokudan. Put me in my place.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori balled her hands into fists against his sarcastic use of her sixth-degree black belt rank, Rokudan. What really rankled were the goose bumps flowing down the left side of her body from the rumble of his voice in her ear.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox walked off without looking back.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eWhat the hell was wrong with her? She hadn’t uttered a peep, hadn’t tossed out an insult, hadn’t even created silent cutting remarks in her head when he’d made the challenge.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eBecause Knox affects you in ways you’re scared to admit.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eWhen she entered the training room, Deacon looked at her, then at Knox, and said, “Jesus. This again?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori ignored him.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox waited for her on the mat. No hint of smile on his face; just the determined set of his jaw.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“How do you want me?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThat seemed to fluster him for a second before he barked, “Standing sweep.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox grabbed on to her and tried to drive her into the floor.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShe turned her upper body but kept her feet planted—tricky to execute without ending up with torn ligaments in her knee—and pushed on his center of gravity.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIt knocked him back a step, as she’d intended, but his balance recovery was quick. So instead of her dog piling him, he crushed her back to his chest in a bear hug and at the same time he swept her feet out from under her.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThey hit the mat hard.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori threw her leg on the outside of his and pushed off with her other foot, which allowed her to control the direction they rolled.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eSomehow she’d telegraphed her intent, because Knox countered and shoved her face-first into the mat—after he’d clipped her in the mouth with his elbow.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eSo he had her pinned down in the most humiliating position—with him lying on top of her, both of her arms trapped.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThen his warm lips were against her ear. “Come on, She-Cat. Put me in my place. Show me how stupid that move was.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Get the fuck off of me.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“I’m game anytime you wanna teach me another lesson,” he murmured again, and then he was gone.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori rolled onto her back. Fuck. Was she losing her touch? She pushed up into a sitting position and wrapped her arms around her calves.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThat’s when she noticed the blood.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnd the crowd that’d gathered around them.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eSophia “Fee” Curacao snatched a towel and doused it in water before she crouched beside Shiori. “You okay?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori nodded and held the towel to her mouth, where the wound was starting to sting.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eFee stood and glared at Knox. “I cannot believe you drew blood on her the first fucking day you’re running the dojo, Shihan.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“It’s all right, Fee,” Shiori said softly. “I should’ve been paying better attention.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThe sight of blood had changed Knox’s taunting mood. “You’re damn right you should’ve been.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eNot an apology—not that she deserved one. Annoyed by the guys staring at her and the fucked-up way Knox was studying her mouth, she pushed to her feet. “I’m fine. Let’s get this meeting over with.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox said, “Not you. Take off. You bleed, you leave.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori rolled her eyes. “That is a shitty rhyme and a shitty rule, so I’m not going anywhere.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Suit yourself.” Knox clapped his hands for attention. “Gather ’round.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eDeacon, Ito, Zach, and Jon moved in on Knox’s left. Blue, Fee, Terrel, and Gil moved in on his right.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox ran through the list of weekly events and changes twice as fast as Ronin would have done, and they were finished with the meeting in ten minutes. New record.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Anything to add, Shiori?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“No, sir.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Then we’re done. See you all tomorrow.” Knox left immediately. Maybe he had a hot date.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShe punched in the number to the car service and requested a pickup. She didn’t bother going to the locker room to change since she’d have to soak her gi to get the bloodstains out.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eOn the way out the front door she realized she had twisted her knee in that scuffle with Knox.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBut all in all, a limp and a little blood—not bad for the first day.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e*   *   *\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eTHE next morning Shiori was in the conference room on her laptop, answering questions from her account managers at Okada, the family business, when Knox shuffled in.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe hadn’t shaved, and she hated that the dark bristle accentuating his angular jaw looked so good on him. He wore wrinkled gi pants and his gi top wasn’t closed, so she had a peek at his sculpted chest and muscular abs. She glanced up and caught Deacon staring at her from behind his laptop.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShe couldn’t help but snap, “You’re late, Godan.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Long night. I had to drive to Golden after class—”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Not interested in where you go for your booty calls. Deacon and I—”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Don’t you drag me into this, darlin’,” Deacon drawled.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThose two stuck together on everything. These next two and a half months might be the most combative of her life—and she’d worked in her grandfather’s office, where every day was a battleground.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox glared at her as he turned over a coffee cup. “Not a booty call—not that it’s any of your damn business if it were—but I had a family thing to deal with.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eDeacon said, “Everything all right?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Now it is. But I’m fucking tired and need a gallon of coffee to wake up.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe started to pour a cup and Shiori said, “That’s not—”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Jesus, She-Cat. Give me two goddamn minutes before you start in on me.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eFine. Don’t say I didn’t try to warn you.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox took a drink from his cup. A grimace twisted his mouth, and he turned and spewed the liquid into the sink. “What the motherfuck is \u003ci\u003ethat\u003c\/i\u003e shit?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Tea.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Why? That’s a coffeepot, not a teapot.” His eyes narrowed. “You did that on purpose.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“I was the first one here, so I made tea. When you’re the first one here, you can make coffee.” She smiled and sipped her tea.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox looked at Deacon for support.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Don’t you drag me into this either. She tried to tell you, but as usual, y’all prefer to snap and snarl at each other instead of listening.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Are you drinking tea?” Knox demanded.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eDeacon grinned at Shiori. “It ain’t bad if you dump half a cup of sugar in it.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox snagged a Coke out of the fridge. “For the record, I’m buying one of those one-cup coffeemakers so this never happens again.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Or you could be on time?” Shiori said sweetly.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e*   *   *\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“I didn’t have to sit through this many meetings in the army,” Knox complained the next afternoon when they were gathered in the conference room.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Sorry to inconvenience you when you were so \u003ci\u003ebusy\u003c\/i\u003e upstairs playing footsie with Katie, but I don’t have the backstory on this situation,” Shiori retorted.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Jealous, She-Cat?” he purred. “’Cause I could talk Katie into letting you play footsie with us sometime.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Stop bein’ an ass, Knox, or she’ll put you in charge of answering Ronin’s e-mail,” Deacon warned.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eNot so much with the “I got your back, bro” between these two today.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“This e-mail came in last night.” She picked up the printout and read, “‘Greetings, Sensei Black. I’ve recently had a philosophical difference with the leaders of the Cherry Creek Martial Arts Studio and have opted to stop training with them. This leaves me in a bind because the only other dojo I’d consider training in would be ABC, which is now part of Black Arts. I was part of the group of students who stormed into your dojo several years ago when Steve Atwood threw down the fight challenge.’” She glanced up. “What the hell is that about?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Steve Atwood is a cocky prick, and our students were beating his students in tournaments. So he showed up here one night with thirty of his highest-ranking students and challenged Ronin to a public fight.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Of course Ronin accepted,” Shiori said.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox nodded. “He might’ve beat him to death if I hadn’t stepped in. Anyway, Atwood lost some students”—he grinned—“to us when the parents realized what a fucking tool bag Atwood had become. But as far as I know, we haven’t taken on any new students from that martial-arts club since that time.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“That incident is why we have hard-core security before anyone can even enter the dojo,” Deacon pointed out. “In hindsight that ended up being a good thing.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“This guy is a third-degree black belt. And he doesn’t want to join our program but Blue’s.” Right after Shiori had come to the United States, Alvares “Blue” Curacao’s Brazilian jujitsu dojo, ABC, had become part of Black Arts. “So before we bring this up with Blue and ABC, Black Arts needs to have a united decision.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Tell him we aren’t interested in further discussion,” Knox stated.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“No. Set up a meeting. With me,” Deacon said. “That way he’ll see our updated security and that we don’t fuck around. I’m a good judge of sincerity.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox snorted. “You? Come on, D. You hate fucking everybody. You are the only instructor who actively tries to get students to drop from your classes.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Better he sees that than the milk and fucking cookies you’ve been serving the students in your classes recently.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnger emanated from Knox, distorting the casual atmosphere like a poisonous cloud. He remained deadly still. Several long moments ticked by before he said, “Your opinion is noted, Yondan. You are excused from this discussion.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eDeacon pushed to his feet. He paused at the door and seemed to struggle with whether or not to speak. But he left without saying a word.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnd how fucking awesome was it that Knox had learned the “I’m your sensei; my word is law” attitude from Ronin?\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eWhen Shiori felt Knox’s ire directed at her, as if she’d contradict him, it took her a breath or two to look at him.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Is that how you’d like me to respond to the e-mail? That we’re not interested in him training in our facility in any capacity?” she asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Forward the e-mail to me and I’ll respond, but yes, that is my intent.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Of course.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori slid her laptop closer and started opening screens. Her fingers fumbled on the keys beneath Knox’s penetrating stare. “Done.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Do you disagree with my decision?” he asked coolly.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShe met his gaze. “No, Shihan, I don’t.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHis eyes darkened. “That’s the first time you’ve called me Shihan.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShe closed her laptop and stood. “That’s the first time you’ve acted like you deserve the title.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e*   *   *\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eTHURSDAY night classes were always crazy. Still, it surprised her to hear, “Shihan needs you in practice room one.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori glanced up at Deacon and moved toward him, standing in the open doorway. “What’s going on?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“I was filling in for Zach in the yellow belt class, and uh, well, now there are a couple of students who are cryin’.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“You made kids cry?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“The fuck if I know what I did wrong. But you can hear those two girls bawlin’—”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“You made little \u003ci\u003egirls\u003c\/i\u003e cry?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eDeacon looked away. “Just go help Knox.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShe passed through the open training areas. The wails assaulted her ears before she reached the room.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox had two little girls, age seven or so, up at the front of the class. With the way the building echoed, the girls’ cries were actually louder outside the room. She shot a quick glance to the other students, a dozen boys and girls who were watching Shihan with wide eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori set her hand on Knox’s shoulder. For the briefest moment she thought he might act instinctively and put her in a wrist lock.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBut he cranked his head around and gave her a surprised look. “What are you doing here?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Deacon said you needed help. What’s going on?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Near as I can figure, that one”—Knox pointed to the dark-haired girl sobbing with her forehead on her knees—“attempted a wheel kick and her foot caught \u003ci\u003eher\u003c\/i\u003e”—he gestured to another dark-haired girl sobbing with her forehead on her knees—“in the face. Then girl number two pushed her down and tried to choke her out.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Are either one hurt?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe shook his head. “Go back to your class. I’ve got this handled.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eRight. “What set off the waterworks?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Deacon put them in time-out for the rest of class and said he’d talk to their parents about banning them from watching MMA TV shows.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eSeemed reasonable. MMA was great for showcasing high ability levels for different styles of martial arts, but kids didn’t grasp that they shouldn’t try those moves until they’d been trained properly. “What are their names?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“No clue.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Mind if I try to talk to them?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Have at it.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori tapped girl number one on the foot. “Hey. You need to stop crying and get a grip.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox snorted. “Great help. And believe it or not, they \u003ci\u003eare\u003c\/i\u003e calmer than they were a few minutes ago.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Don’t you just have the magic touch?” she said sarcastically.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“No, but I do have two little sisters.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe did? Why hadn’t she known that?\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox touched girl number two on the arm. “Can you talk to me, sweetheart?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eGirl number two raised her head. Her sobs had faded into hiccupping sniffles. “Addy is mean. She said she’s gonna get her orange belt before me so she doesn’t have to be in the same class as me because I suck.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eGirl number one looked up. Holy shit. They were identical twins. She retorted, “Abby is just mad because I’m better at jujitsu than she is.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Are not!” Abby yelled.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Am too!” Addy yelled back.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Are not!” Abby yelled louder.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Am too, and I don’t want anyone thinking that you’re me, because I \u003ci\u003eam\u003c\/i\u003e better!” Addy shouted.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Girls,” Shiori warned.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eA warning that didn’t stop the escalating screaming match.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox rolled his eyes. Then he sat between the two warring girls. “Enough.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“She started it,” Abby said sullenly.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAddy tried to kick her.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox put his hand on Addy’s leg. “Ms. Hirano, there’s another class in room two. Since Addy thinks she’s ready to move belt levels, will you please escort her into that class?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Right now?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Yep. Abby, say goodbye to your sister.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Come on, Addy,” Shiori said.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAddy didn’t budge. Abby gasped. “You can’t do that! We have to be in the same class.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori shrugged. “No, you don’t. My brother and I didn’t even go to the same martial-arts school. Plus, the crying and carrying on makes me wonder if you even like taking jujitsu classes.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnother gasp—from Addy this time. “But it’s our favorite thing!”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Then maybe you should act like it. Come on, Addy. Let’s get you settled in the other class.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Please don’t put me in a different class,” Addy pleaded with Knox.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“I didn’t mean what I said,” Abby added. “Addy is helping me learn better. Please let her stay.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“You’re both sure this is what you want?” Knox asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThey both nodded.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Fine. But your actions do have consequences. You will sit out the remainder of class, and if I see any grappling, hitting, or kicking I will have words with your parents.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“We’ll be good, Shihan. We promise,” Addy said. She mimed zipping her lips, and Abby did the same.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox patted them each on the leg and stood. “Pay attention because I may test you after class.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“I’m impressed,” Shiori admitted to him grudgingly.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“My sisters yelled and screamed at each other, but the second Mom tried to separate them, they were best buddies again. I thought I’d give it a shot.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Smart.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“All right,” Knox said, standing in front of the class. “Get up. Take off your belts. At the count of ten, we’ll have a belt-tying contest.” He inclined his head to Shiori. “Ms. Hirano? Will you lead the countdown in Japanese?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Ready? \u003ci\u003eIchi, ni, san, shi, go, roku, shichi, hachi, kyu, ju!\u003c\/i\u003e”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eA flurry of belt tying ensued.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“I’ve always wondered. Did you and Ronin ever take jujitsu classes together?” Knox asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“No. He was always way more advanced than me. Our dad didn’t feel the same need to push me into it like he did Ronin. Our mother is the one who insisted I train—probably preparing me to spar with my grandfather.” She paused. “But once when I was about five I asked Ronin to practice with me.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“What happened?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“He kicked me so hard—on accident—that he broke two of my ribs. He felt horrible. So horrible that he agreed to play dolls with me every day until I was better.” Shiori shot him a sideways glance. “And no, you cannot tell Sensei Black you know that story.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox grinned. “No worries. I played dolls with my sisters, too, and I was a helluva lot older than eight.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Done!” a towheaded boy in the front row yelled.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Good job, Dylan. Now you get to come up front and pick what we do next.” Knox leaned down and whispered in his ear.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHis ease with younger kids didn’t surprise her, since the man got along with everyone.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eIncluding you?\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eYes. They’d forged an unspoken truce yesterday after Knox had knocked Deacon down a peg, proving he could lead.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eNow if they could just get through the last day of the week without incident, she might believe—just might—they’d survive the next nine weeks.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e*   *   *\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIN the locker room Friday night, Fee asked Shiori, “You coming to Diesel with us?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Who’s us?” Although she hadn’t seen Knox since she’d arrived to teach that afternoon, Zach had mentioned Knox was in the Crow’s Nest, getting an overview of the classes.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Black Arts and ABC’s finest. It’s Friday night and I’m on the prowl.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori pulled the ponytail holder out and shook her hair free. “Had any luck finding prey?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Last month I met a bull rider from Brazil. Sweet. Kind of shy until I bought him a few shots. We ended up going back to his hotel and \u003ci\u003eay caramba\u003c\/i\u003e. He was built, hung like a bull, and knew how to use his hips.” She sighed. “I loved that he talked dirty. Made me realize how much I missed hearing my language in those intimate moments.” Fee gave her a curious look. “What about you?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Japanese men aren’t exactly known for dirty talk. So I prefer American guys.” Shiori smiled. “Not just the ones who can talk dirty, but the guys who know how to act down and dirty.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Plenty of those at Diesel. So what’dya say?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“I’m in. Is Katie coming?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eFee’s eyes narrowed. “What do you have against Katie?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eBesides the fact she’s a decade younger, a foot taller, and she’s a blond amazon with big tits?\u003c\/i\u003e “I hate that she literally hangs on the Black Arts instructors when we go out.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“The guys might’ve invited her,” Fee warned. “She’s fun and generous in buying drinks. She hangs on the guys because she’s a born flirt. It comes to her as naturally as breathing. Best thing to do is ignore it.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“You’re jumping to her defense? Last I knew you wanted to bitch-slap her into next week—your words, Fee, not mine. So what changed?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShe smeared on frosted pink lipstick. “She’s really trying to make Black and Blue Promotions into a larger entity. She’s smarter than anyone gives her credit for—especially my pigheaded brother and yours. Neither Ronin nor Blue gives her ideas any consideration. I feel for her because I suspect she’s been dealing with that attitude her whole life.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“What makes you say that?” Shiori asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“I heard a phone call between her and her big-money big daddy. He was a total asshole to her. I saw her crying afterward. It just . . . gave me a different impression of her. She struggles like the rest of us with all the family shit.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eOf course Fee played on the one thing that would earn Shiori’s sympathy. “Fine. I’ll give her another chance.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“That oughta keep her on the straight and narrow, because you scare the crap out of her.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori flashed her teeth. “Smart girl.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eFee shouldered her purse. “Got a few bucks for bus fare?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“I hate riding the bus. I could call Tom and he’d be here in fifteen minutes.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“No car and driver tonight, moneybags. It’ll be good for you to rub elbows with the common folk.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori insulted her in Japanese.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eFee shot back a Portuguese phrase.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThen they both laughed.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Come on. Booze and boys await us.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThe bus ride was tolerable. Diesel was just starting to fill up, but Gil had scored a corner table. Blue sat next to Katie.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eFee said, “What’s up, guys?” Then she frowned at Gil. “I thought you were closing down the dojo?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Knox said he’d handle it.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“I talked to him, and he said he’d be here right afterward,” Katie added.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eOf course she’d know Knox’s schedule.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eGiving her a second chance, remember?\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eA pitcher of beer and one of margaritas were in the center of the table.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Pull up a chair and have a drink,” Blue urged.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBoth Fee and Shiori opted for margaritas.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAfter the toast and the usual “Thank god it’s the weekend” comments, Fee leaned over and whispered, “You’ve already got one admirer eyeing you.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Where?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“At nine o’clock. The guy in the suit at the bar?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShiori casually turned her head and looked at the guy. Cute. Lanky. Malleable. He smiled at her. She smiled back.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eJust as she started to get up, a pair of hands landed on her shoulders.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eProprietary hands.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eCHAPTER TWO\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKNOX had been oddly elated to see that Shiori had shown up for a night out with the Black Arts crew. As he approached the table, her gorgeous fall of black hair had swished over her shoulder when she’d turned her head toward the bar.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe’d followed her gaze to see what’d caught her attention and some jackass in a three-piece suit was making eyes at her.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eGive it up, buddy. She’s not interested.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBut then Shiori tilted her head and a crease appeared in her cheek, as if she was smiling at him. As if she was interested in him. Then her ass started to come out of the chair.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eNot happening.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eKnox pushed down on Shiori’s shoulders and put his mouth against her ear. “Going someplace?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Yes. Why do you care?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHer silken tresses teased the side of his face. Her spicy scent filled his nose. She always smelled so damn good. “Because I’m surprised to see you here.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShe angled her head slightly to look at him. “Why?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“You and Fee don’t usually hang out with us on Friday nights.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“We work with you guys all week and we need a break from all that testosterone, which is why we go elsewhere.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Or you don’t come out with us because you’re afraid we’d cock block you.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Right.” Shiori blinked at him. “You’re serious.”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Yep. 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