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  Paxton’s Promise

  A Gloves Off Novel

  Copyright © 2014 by L.P. Dover

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  Title Page

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Chapter Thirty

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Chapter Thirty-Three

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  Chapter Thirty-Five

  Chapter Thirty-Six

  Chapter Thirty-Seven

  Chapter Thirty-Eight

  Chapter Thirty-Nine

  Epilogue

  Acknowledgments

  About the Author

  Other Titles

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  FOR THE PAST week, Paxton had given me time to adjust to my life without Ashleigh by my side. She was gone to her cabin in the mountains, living the dream life. I was happy for her and Ryley, but I sure as hell was going to miss her. I had a feeling I knew what Paxton’s terms were going to be anyway. Maybe he’ll forget about me this week? Fat chance on that.

  When the knock sounded on my door, I knew it was either Bradley or Paxton. For the past week, I had basically thrown Bradley to the side, and I could feel the hole growing bigger between us. Every time I was busy, I was with my fighters and he didn’t like it. We spent more time angry at each other than actually civilized. However, when I opened the door, it wasn’t Bradley. It was a tattooed fighter wearing fuck me jeans and a tight black T-shirt. Walk away, Gabby.

  “So we meet again,” he said simply. For a moment, his sea green eyes flustered me like they did every time I saw him. This time, I couldn’t let that happen.

  Throwing open the door, I rolled my eyes and ventured back into the living room. He was going to come in anyway, there was no reason to stop him. “It appears so,” I grumbled. “I was wishing you’d forget about me. I guess the hundred pennies I threw in that well didn’t work.”

  The door shut and I could hear him chuckle. “Sorry, love. No wish is going to get you out of our agreement. I gave you a week of freedom, but now your time’s up. You’re not thinking of backing out are you?” Instead of sitting beside me on the couch, he sat in the chair across from me, his gaze boring straight into mine.

  “No. I made a promise and I’m going to keep it. I always keep my promises.”

  “And the same goes for me,” he murmured, voice smooth and deep. “Now, how ‘bout we get down to business?” My heart sped up at the thought and a small smirk splayed across his lips.

  “Fine,” I answered, clearing my throat. “I’m sure it’s nothing I can’t handle.”

  The deep chuckle in his chest rumbled all the way down to my clit. “Oh, we’ll see about that, sunshine. First, I need to know. What’s the status with you and the douchebag baseball player?”

  I crossed my arms over my chest. “I don’t think that’s any of your business.”

  “It is now, considering for the next month you’re going to be with me and me only. You’re going to have to get rid of him.”

  My eyes went wide. “Are you serious? What am I supposed to tell him?”

  Nonchalantly, he shrugged. “I don’t give a shit what you tell him, as long as he knows to stay away from you. If he so much as causes a problem, I’m going to extend the month.”

  “Don’t you think this is a bit extreme? Wouldn’t a week suffice?”

  His expression grew serious. “You obviously have no idea how far out I put my neck on the line for you. I think a month is being very generous.”

  After experiencing life in the Dark Side, I could see where he was coming from. Those people wouldn’t think twice about putting a bullet in my head. In fact, I’d say their humanity was long gone . . . just like Camden’s.

  “Okay, fine,” I gave in. “A month it is. You don’t expect me to fuck you though, right? That shit’s not going to happen.”

  Paxton tilted his head back and roared in laughter. “Oh, Gabby, as much as I’d love to have you spread out for my delight, I would never ask that of you. But if you wanted it, I’d be happy to oblige.”

  I scoffed. “Don’t worry, I think my lady bits can withstand what you’re offering. When does all of this start?”

  “Tomorrow,” he noted, getting to his feet. “I trust you’ll handle everything with your boyfriend today?”

  I stared at him in hopes he’d smile and tell me it was all a joke. Sadly, I didn’t get that. “Yes,” I sighed. “I’ll talk to him.”

  He strolled to the door and I followed to make sure it shut behind him. Paxton opened it wide and stopped. His back was to me, but then he turned around, piercing me with his green eyes. “Good, then we won’t have any problems. If he really wants you, he’ll wait for you.” He stepped closer and circled a strand of my midnight hair through his fingers, his voice dipping lower. “It won’t matter though. I know you won’t go back to him after I get done with you.”

  “Sorry to disappoint, but that’s not going to happen either,” I said, glaring at him.

  “It wasn’t a wish,” he clarified. “It was a promise—and you know how I feel about those.” He winked and disappeared out the door, his footsteps calm and collected as he descended the stairs.

  Growling in frustration, I slammed the door and stormed back over to the couch. Fuck him with t
welve giant cocks. He didn’t know what the hell he was talking about. I was going to make damn sure that promise was a promise he couldn’t keep. What an arrogant prick.

  Closing my eyes, I leaned my head against the couch and sighed. Only one more day of freedom. How was I going to spend it? The answer came with a text.

  Bradley: I need to talk to you. Can I come over?

  Here we go. If there was ever a time we should split up, it would be now. There was no way he was going to put up with me being with another man for the next month.

  Me: Sure. I have lots to tell you too.

  And none of it was good. Quickly, I dialed Ashleigh’s number. I needed her guidance. “Hey, Gabby, what’s up?”

  “I just talked to Paxton,” I blurted out.

  “And?”

  “And I’m in some deep shit.”

  I NEVER THOUGHT breaking up with someone could be so fucking difficult. I was sitting by the window with my legs bouncing up and down while I waited for Bradley to show up. Not only was I letting him go, but it would be the second time I’d done it to him. He deserved someone who could be there for him, which clearly wasn’t me.

  I jumped when my phone rang and almost fell out of my chair. Thankfully, the coffee table saved me, but when I looked down at my phone, I groaned. Please don’t tell me my brother needs me to train right now. Fighting was fun, but he had a tendency to overdo it sometimes.

  When we were younger, he was the one who took care of me and our mother because our father left when I was just a toddler. Ever since then, Matt had worked for our neighbors, cutting grass and doing odd jobs just to help my mother bring in more money. We lived on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for a long time. It was crazy how things changed.

  “Hey, Matt,” I answered.

  “Hey, what are you doing?”

  Turning my head toward the window, I could see Bradley’s blue truck pulling into the parking lot. “I’m waiting on Bradley. He just drove up.”

  The sound of my nephew laughing in the background made me smile. I couldn’t wait to hold him again. And now there were two more babies coming into the mix, once Ashleigh and Ryley had their twins. If there was anyone I missed more than anything it would be them. They were my best friends and now they were gone to the mountains to raise their kids in peace. It just reminded me of how alone I was.

  “Are you two going out tonight?” my brother asked.

  I huffed. “Not exactly. So, what’s going on with you? Do you need me to train today?”

  “Actually, no. That’s the reason I’m calling. Since you don’t have any fights coming up for a while, I thought it’d be best for you to take some time off.”

  Eyes wide, I jumped out of my seat and squealed. “Are you serious? You’re really going to let me take a break?”

  He chuckled. “Damn, don’t sound so surprised. I’m not a slave driver, Gabby.” That’s what he thinks. “But yes, you need some time off. Shelby and I are going to take the baby and go on a vacation for a few weeks. I think we all need it.”

  “I couldn’t agree with you more,” I remarked. “How long of a break are we talking about?”

  “I’m thinking six weeks. But I need you to promise to keep up with a workout routine and stay active.”

  He didn’t have to worry about that. I was going to be with Paxton every day for the next month, and I was positive he would keep me busy. Luckily, my brother was going to be gone and not paying attention to what I was doing. Since none of us could talk about the Dark Side, my brother didn’t know about my involvement in it; hence, the reason why he wouldn’t understand my living with Pax. I had to hope and pray he didn’t find out.

  “I’ll be fine, Matt,” I promised. “I’ll work out every single day and eat right. Well, except for my Ben and Jerry’s. I simply can’t live without it.”

  He chuckled and I could almost hear him rolling his eyes through the phone. Men would never understand a woman’s need for ice cream and chocolate. “All right, but not too much of it.” I couldn’t promise that. “And just so you know, we’re probably going to our house at Oak Island, but before we leave I’ll give you a call. Make sure you swing by the salon and see mom. She said you haven’t been by in a while.”

  “Yeah, well, it’s been a hell of a week. If only you knew.”

  “I think it’s best I didn’t.”

  “Yes, we’ll leave it at that. Have fun on vacation. Maybe one day I’ll be able to go on vacation like that.”

  Both he and the baby laughed. “You’re more than welcome to come with us. I think your nephew would agree.” Bradley knocked on the door and it was so loud my brother could hear it through the phone. “I guess that’s my cue. Oh, don’t forget to call Garrett. He’s been hounding me since you haven’t been returning his calls. He needs an answer about the movie within the next week.”

  Yes, he does. Unfortunately, I didn’t have an answer for him. I was being offered a role in a movie, and although the thought was exciting, I’d have to put my fighting on hold while the filming took place. Fighting was what I was good at and I didn’t feel comfortable leaving it. Not to mention, I had no experience in acting. I didn’t want to look like a fool.

  “Don’t worry. I’ll call him . . . eventually.”

  “Just make sure you do. And while I’m gone, don’t do anything stupid, you hear me?”

  Getting up from my seat, I wiped my sweaty hands on my shorts and started for the door. “Gee, I love the encouragement, dear brother. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. You just go and have a good time.”

  “Will do, sis. Take care of yourself.”

  “I always do.”

  After we hung up, I set my phone down on the kitchen counter and opened the door. My heart thumped so hard it made my chest hurt, especially when I got my first look at Bradley. His warm smile was the first thing I saw, followed by his gorgeous caramel colored eyes, which were almost hidden underneath his USC baseball cap.

  Opening the door wider, I beckoned him inside. “Come on in.”

  He stepped through the threshold and took off his hat before running a hand through his chestnut brown hair. “Thanks,” he said, setting his hat down beside my phone.

  I started to walk into the living room, but then I noticed he wasn’t following me. It was clear something was wrong. Turning to him, I confronted the silence. “What’s up?”

  He averted his gaze, licked his lips, and pressed them together.

  Something was definitely not right, he wouldn’t even look at me. “Bradley, what’s going on?” In my heart, I already knew. I could feel it inside, with the way he looked at me when he walked through the door.

  “I’m done, Gabby,” he blurted out. “I’ve tried to do the whole friends with benefits thing, but it’s not working.” He’d reached his breaking point. But there was nothing I could do about it.

  Hanging my head, I nodded. “You’re right, it’s not. So what exactly are you saying?”

  “I think you know. I’ve tried to be patient in hopes you would really come back to me, but I was a fool to think you would. This is me bowing out and moving on. I can’t play second best anymore.”

  My eyes burned as he spoke the truth. I had no choice but to agree with him. “I never wanted you to feel that way,” I murmured, lifting my head.

  Sighing, he moved closer and pulled me into his arms. “I know you didn’t. Making you choose between me and your friends wasn’t fair. Ever since that moment, I could feel the tension increasing between us. Things won’t ever be the same and you know it.”

  “I know,” I whispered, holding him tight. Burying my face in his chest, I breathed him in one last time. I knew after today I probably wouldn’t see him again. In the end, breaking up would make my life easier, but knowing that still didn’t help.

  My heart ached for him, for the friendship I was losing. Bradley had been a part of my life for years. We were friends long before we became lovers, and there was something different between us than with any o
ther guy I’d known. He’d always been there to pick me up when I was down.

  “So what did you want to talk to me about? You said in your text you had something to tell me.”

  Now that we were breaking up, there was no sense to tell him about my arrangement with Paxton. It was probably best he didn’t know. “It’s nothing really,” I answered, stepping back. “My brother called and told me to take a few weeks off. I was just a little excited about it.”

  Bradley gazed down at me and brushed a strand of my hair away from my cheek. “So the time I have to leave California is the time you have off. Talk about irony.”

  He was leaving? “Where are you going?”

  His whole demeanor changed and his lips curved into a small smile. “I wanted to tell you this before, but you’ve been kind of busy. I’m headed to New York. Apparently, they’re interested in me.”

  “Bradley, that’s amazing,” I squealed. “Will you be playing with Colin?”

  Reaching for his hat, he nodded and put it on. “You’re damn right. We’re gonna tear it up in the major leagues. I just don’t know how I’m going to get used to New York. It’s not exactly the place I thought I’d call home.”

  “You’ll get used to it,” I told him lamely, knowing I couldn’t give him the comfort he needed. It wasn’t my job anymore.

  We stared at each other for I don’t know how long. All of our shared memories flooded my mind and made my chest ache. Tears came to my eyes, not from sorrow, but the heaviness of it all. This was a chapter of my life coming to an end.

  Opening the door, he stepped out but I wasn’t ready to let him go just yet, so I walked out with him. Side by side, we strolled down the stairs, my throat constricting tighter with each step. “You’ll do fine,” I assured him, choking out the words. “I’m so proud of you and how much you’ve accomplished.”

  By the time we got down to his truck it took all I had not to let my tears fall. He unlocked his door and was about to open it before he scooped me up into his arms and squeezed. “Goddammit, I didn’t realize how hard this was going to be. As much as I’ve spent the last couple of months pissed off, I’m going to miss the hell out of you.”