Uncaged Obsessions (Uncaged Duet #2)

45. Max

CHAPTER 45

MAX

M y parents have officially been arrested.

It was weird to read about when Adam sent me the article. The pictures they had of my parents in handcuffs should’ve made me feel happy. Relieved or something. But for some reason, it’s only filled me with more anxiety.

I know Caine’s dad and brother are their attorneys. I know that the Aldridge’s have a reputation for being the best at what they do. They’ve defended a number of high profile criminals before, some that were so obviously guilty that the public outrage was crazy when they ended up getting off.

I know that them being arrested is only the first step. Sure, there was enough evidence to get them caught, but will it be enough to convict them? Especially having such good lawyers. My head already hurts from the stress of it all and I just want to forget. I would normally seek out my guys and make them fuck me into next week because that always helps me forget everything, but I have my BJJ class at Uncaged, and I actually want to go.

Plus, Drew and Adam need to teach it. Caine also has his own training to do. He has another fight in Portland he has to prepare for. Which is for the best, I can’t rely on them to make me feel better, I need to do that myself. I know training will do just that.

I get to the gym after insisting on driving myself because I want to go to the beach after, before I have to get ready for work. I’m a few minutes early and already see that girl Karissa is here. She’s always hitting on my men, and it annoys me. I try to brush it off because I know nothing will come from it. It only makes her look desperate anyway.

Of course, she’s in one of her tight sports bras, tight shorts, and nothing else like she always is. It’s too cold to wear that and not be completely obvious about it. I just roll my eyes, finding a spot on the mats to start stretching. Caine spots me almost immediately, his eyes raking down my body obviously as he wraps his hands, and the simple gesture that I’ve seen so many times shouldn’t be as hot as it is.

He notices me watching and winks, so I roll my eyes looking away to not feed his already inflated ego even more. I focus on stretching out until Adam announces the start of class.

“Alright, today we are sparring, partner up with someone of similar size as you,” Coach Adam instructs and I’m already turned on from watching Caine, but having Adam be in coach mode only adds to it.

That is until I hear the shrill voice speaking, “Drew, I want to spar with you.”

“I have a hundred pounds on you, we aren’t similar sizes,” Drew tells Karissa, deadpan.

I scowl at the way she sways like she’s pouting. While I know I have nothing to worry about, and I may not be anywhere near a professional at BJJ at this point, I know I’m better than her. Which is why I call out, “Karissa, want to partner up?”

She turns toward me with a disgusted look on her face. “No.”

“That’s perfect.” Adam nods. “Max and Karissa, you can go first.”

She continues to pout as I enter the cage, and I think for a minute she’s not actually going to join me. But she does and I smirk. I even notice Caine pauses what he’s doing to watch. Karissa looks pissed off as she enters along with me, and I stretch my hand out toward her which she blatantly ignores so I shrug.

“Begin.”

She squeals when I try to grab her immediately and I give her a disbelieving look. Looking over my shoulder to see Drew shaking his head subtly and Adam standing tall with his arms folded across his chest, just watching.

I try again, this time managing to get a grip on her that takes us to the ground. She struggles, and it’s obvious she has’t been paying attention at all because everything she’s doing is not jiu jitsu. I don’t even know what it is that she’s doing other than squealing and squirming.

I easily get her in a closed guard, and she hardly even fights back, just pushes against me to let her go. When I move from the guard to a choke she lets out a full on scream. I still don’t let up because she hasn’t tapped, and honestly the bitch deserves to be choked.

Not in a fun way, either.

I tighten my arms a bit more than necessary and she’s continuing to flail around as I choke her. Finally, she taps my leg and I let go. She screeches as soon as I do. “Are you fucking insane? You could have killed me.”

“That was just jiu jitsu, you know the thing we’ve been learning?” I look over at Adam and Drew to see their reaction to the madness.

“No, that was you being a crazy bitch trying to kill me,” she screams, starting to get in my face.

I chuckle. “If I wanted to kill you, I fucking would.”

She gasps. “You psycho, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

Adam enters the cage with us, and separates us with a hand on each shoulder. “Max, good work. Karissa, I don’t think you were even trying.”

“She was trying to kill me ,” she screams again and I roll my eyes.

“That’s the sport; if you can’t handle it, then maybe you need to find something else,” Adam tells her seriously.

“You’re just taking her side because you’re fucking her,” Karissa pouts and I can’t help but laugh.

“I’m taking her side because she’s serious about the sport, and just demonstrated that.”

She screeches again, and I can’t help myself, “If you fucking scream one more time I’m going to actually try and kill you. So just shut the fuck up.”

“You’re such a bitch, think you’re so much better than everyone because you’re fucking however many of the guys here.”

I just shrug. She doesn’t need to know the details of my life, and I don’t care if she knows who all I’m fucking, or who I’m not. I just want her to stop bursting my eardrums with her shrill ass voice.

“I think you need to leave. It’s obvious your intention isn’t to learn the sport, and you’re taking it out on another student for no reason,” Adam tells her, and I bite back my smile.

“You can’t be fucking serious.”

“Coach is always serious, time to go,” Drew insists, standing between us, probably in case she tries to come after me again, even though I would love it if she would.

She storms out with another one of her signature screams and I feel the headache forming already.

“Alright, who’s up next,” Adam calls out to the class like nothing has happened.

As I leave the cage, I catch Caine still watching me, as always. He nods in my direction, but I don’t miss the way he adjusts himself in his pants because of fucking course that turned him on.

And of course, it makes me want to go over there to help him take care of that little situation he now has. Because I’m addicted to these men just as much as they are to me. Their obsession with me has turned into my obsession with them as well, and I plan to show them just how bad it is later.

“Hold on, I need you to repeat that last part, she said what?” Danner asks, laughing so hard I think she’s going to fall off the stool she’s sitting on at the bar.

“She thinks I’m fucking all the guys at Uncaged, and was pissed about it. I don’t know why you’re laughing so hard, it’s not that funny.”

“Oh, it’s pretty funny. That bitch has had it coming for so long. I’m just mad I wasn’t there to see it happen.” She shakes her head.

“My bad, I’ll make sure to record it next time.”

“Could you? Clearly I need to have eyes in that gym all the time for my own personal entertainment.”

“Yeah? So you can watch Cal and Alexander as they train?” I raise an eyebrow at her, knowing mentioning them will get her off my back.

The way her eyes narrow proves I’m right and I laugh, turning around to put the glasses I just dried away.

“You’re a buzzkill you know that,” she says seriously after I turn back toward her.

I shrug. “I’m just calling it like I see it.”

“What is it you see?” She folds her hands under her chin.

“They’re always trying to talk to you when they come here,” I explain.

“And what do you see that I do?”

“Not give them the time of day.”

She points a finger gun at me and clicks her tongue. “There ya go.”

I roll my eyes at her denial. I know it’s just a matter of time. I don’t think those two are as…intense as my guys. But they seem persistent and I’m sure there will come a time they manage to wear her down.

“Anyway, I saw the news about your parents, that sucks.” Her tone is very obvious about how it does, in fact, not suck and we both know it.

“Yeah, it’s wild they would do that to Carson.” I shake my head like I can’t believe it, though I’m holding back a laugh.

“Sounds like they have a pretty solid case against them, too. Even with Caine’s fancy pants dad as their lawyer,” she explains and I know it’s the safe way for us to talk about this in public.

I nod, unsure of what else to say that isn’t completely obvious because I’m not great at our code word game we’re playing. I change the subject to safer territory. “By the way, we’re all going to Caine’s next fight in Portland this weekend if you want to join.”

“Who’s all?”

“The guys…me…your guys,” I tell her suggestively and she groans.

“Would you let it go? I don’t have guys.”

“So you coming?” I don’t acknowledge her denial.

She’s quiet, twisting her drink around. “I’ll think about it. But you need to let it go.”

I smile widely. “Don’t count on it.”