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strcightfire.

As she laid on the mat, catching her breath, she watched him squirm. Part of her wanted to ask; she
really didn’t consider herself all that intimidating! Especially to someone like Sami who had known her since developmental training! Instead of calling him out though, she sat up slowly and looked over, lowering the pack from her arm as the ache dissipated. “ I could kill for something to eat, ” she admitted, rotating her shoulder.  “ Besides I think you’ve beaten me up enough — I’m teasing and if you apologize, Zayn, I’m gonna Hulk out and suplex you.

Now help me up. ”

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        He was still OUT OF BREATH  and sore from the training session and from the anxiety he felt whenever he was around her. Wiping the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand  ;  Sami let out a soft sigh and set his determined gaze back on Becky, then did what was obliged.  Without much of a warning, Sami wrapped muscle corded arms around her before tossing her over his shoulder as easily as someone would a bag of flour. He knew he would only have a minute at most before she broke free of his grip so he made quick work of giving her a spin  ( just to be goofy )  before setting her back on her feet.   “Okay, food it is then! What’re you in the mood for?”

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