Chapter 7

As I enter my room I grab a pair of blue running shorts out of my bag and a black sports bra, after pulling my hair into a tight pony I walk out to their bar where Tommy and Damian are already sitting and chatting at a vacant table. Just as I'm about to join them Jason comes out of the kitchen. "Let's head to the gym shall we," he says walking past his chatting brothers, straight to the door.

We all walk down the dark-ish streets, it's only getting darker as the sun sets. Damian is wearing a white tank top revealing his muscled arms and a pair of black basketball shorts. Tommy is wearing a green shirt that looks so big for him and matching baggy shorts. Jason is wearing a tight black shirt that hugs his muscled chest with baggy black shorts. They all look so similar yet so different, I can't even describe it.

Damian stops just in front of a building with 'Tank's Tattoo parlor' written in big, black letters, this is not a place I'd ever consider being a training ground for the supernatural . He pushes open the revolving door to reveal a stocky looking bearded man at the front desk who is completely covered in a tattoos . As soon as he spots Damian his face breaks into a smile. "Aye, Damian, long time no see." The stocky man bellows as he comes out from behind the counter and gives Damian what looks like a bone crushing bro hug. Ouch.

"It has been a long time, Tank, my man." Damian says with an equally big grin splitting his face. Damian, forever the social butterfly.

"Want me to open the gym for you, I think the other warlock boys are already in there." Damian's smile seems to falter as those words leave Tanks lips. Though I couldn't care less about the, being here, I don't think they are dumb enough to mess with me after what they saw at the pub.

"We'll just have to ignore them."Jason mutters as we follow Tank to the gym entrance. The entrance consists of a trap door behind the front desk and about a million stairs. I'm not looking forward to walking back up these later. "I'll leave the keys on the front desk for you to lock up, I've got to get home to the missus, can I trust you with that Damian?"

"Sure thing Tank" Damian replies. 

As the gym comes into view I take in the sparring mat and the different weights and machines. There are some treadmills in a corner and a medium sized swimming pool in the other. This is gonna be fun. "I think you and Tommy should start off with some sprints on the treadmill." Damian says looking all too pleased with himself, little does he know I love sprinting. After about ten minute of running at 15km/h I hop off the treadmill and splash my face with water from one of the taps whilst Tommy goes to find Damian to see what our next 'challeng' is.

I feel a presence behind me as two arms wrap around my waist. "Not now Jason," I giggle as he plants kisses up the side of my neck. "I'm all sweaty."

"I don't mind darling," a deep voice says from behind. That's not Jason's voice. I spin around coming face to face with knights older brother Vincent. "Why you little bastard," I lift my fist and clock him in the jaw before he has time to react. He might be big and burly but he sure as hell is not quick "you little slut." He screeches, "surely you learnt last time that this won't end well for you" I say calmly as I dodge his slow and badly timed punches.

As one of his punches exposes the soft flesh of his stomach, I land the final blow as he doubles over long enough for me to run away before he can recover, he's not worth I think to myself as I walk away. I turn into the changing rooms rooms, not looking where I'm going I walk straight into the men's. That when I see it. Tommy is pressed up against one of the bathroom stalls by none other than Knight. They are full blown making out. I would not of guessed knight as Tommy's other interest, I'm truly shocked.

Tommy's hands have threaded into knights dark hair, whilst Knights hands are on Tommy's waists, pressing him the bathroom stall door. I know I should leave, that I should walk away. But I'm glued to the spot with my mouth agape. They continue to make out with so much ferocity. Knight's hands reach under Tommy's shirt as he lifts it off him all together and starts to trail kisses across his neck as Tommy releases a breathy moan. Knight sucks in the spot under Tommy's ear, they still haven't spotted me yet.

I finally gather up my wits enough to exit the bathroom and go to the ladies change room where I sit on the bench still recovering. After another splash of water to my face and a bit more time contemplating what I just saw I exit the change rooms to see Damian and Jason sparring on the mats. I've always loved sparring, unfortunately I never had soft mats to do it on. I go and sit down on the bench overlooking the mat. Damian is bigger and stronger but Jason is quicker and smarter so there is no way in telling who'll win. 

After 5 minutes of intense wrestling and near takedowns Jason manages to land a kick to the back of Damian's knees, knocking him down long enough to straddle him and pin him to the mat. Ten seconds pass with Damian still not being able to get up making Jason the winner. Jason hops off his brother helping him up as they give each other a brotherly hug and back slap. Only then do they notice me sitting on the bench.

"Well hello there sweetheart, enjoying the show." Damian says jokingly with a gentlemanly bow. 

"How could I not enjoy watching you get your ass kicked," I reply in the same joking tone. I didn't even have to do anything and I still got a show.

"That's mean," Damian says with a fake pout.

"You'll survive, you're a big boy." I say with a chuckle as I reach out and pinch Damian's cheeks between my thumb and forefinger,

"I'm gonna go change, don't be naughty while I'm gone kids" Damian's heads off in the direction of the change roof after giving me a soft pat on my head.

"Wanna give it a go?" Jason asks, gesturing to the mat as Damian disappears around the corner.

"Think you can handle me babe." I say in a sultry voice as I saunter towards him. I stand opposite him on the mat. "Whenever you're ready babe." I say looking at my nails to seem bored. When he thinks I'm not looking he crouches down and swings his leg out to try and takes my legs out from underneath. Such a predictable move. I jump over his leg as I dive forward and tackle him down from crouching position until he lies flat on his back so I can straddle him and pin him to the mat. "What the hell," he groans as he blinks up at me in surprise. I can tell he was not expecting that, I smirk in triumph.

"Sorry babe, was that too fast for you?" I tease, "I can't think of something to cheer you up though." I say as I lean down to suck on the spot just beneath his ear. He moans as he threads his hand into my hair whilst the other goes to my ass, grinding me against him. "damn Jason, I knew she was a whore but that was fast, almost in her pants already?" I jump up, off Jason a turn to glare at James, Zack's brother who just emerged from the change rooms. That bastard has finally done it. I'm not sure if I'm inclined to let him keep his teeth anymore,