After coming back from our coffee outing, Eric and I went to our respective rooms to get dressed for combat practice. I threw on some formfiting spandex pants, a tight form fitting magenta shirt with fighting gloves the MMA people wore. I had a feeling this was going to hurt. Eric wore a face of pure determination. And Lord Jesus, he had his shirt off. It was just ripple after ripple of abs and muscle.

Get ahold of yourself Evangeline, like he'd want you anyway. I solded myself

That night a few weeks ago was just apart of my training. He was just doing it to prepare me for the men you'll be handling on missions. You're just friends. 

"Evangeline." Eric said tapping my shoulder 

"What?" I asked 

 "Are you ready to start?" he chuckled 

"S-sure" I said nervously 

All of a sudden he grabbed me from behind. I was too shocked to utter a word as I waited for whatever would happen next. 

"Okay, so say a man has you like this right." 

"Right?" I said unsure of what was going on 

"How would you get out of this?" 

"Um... I don't know." I swallowed 

" There are many ways. You could use your head and butt their chin. If it's a man, you could hit him down below, or if there's a wall and you have enough strength, you could ram them into the wall." 

" So like this?" 

I started to push backward until Eric hit firmly againt the wall. He didn't even put up any resitance. 

"Yeah, just like that." He said strained 

He let go of me and fell to the ground. 

"You okay?" I asked 

His eyes flashed open and he did a swift kick to my ankles which made me fall. Then he got on top of me and pinned me. 

"That hurt." I groaned 

" never and I mean NEVER get distracted. You might think a person is down, but they might not be. Be prepared for everything."

"But this is not even true combat."

"Still, you must think of me as your enemy when we're in this room, are we clear?"

 " Crystal." I said, looking into his green eyes 

We just looked at eachother for a few awkward seconds. Those eyes were beautiful, and for some reason i could never look away from them. At this moment I even noticed there were golden flecks in his eyes as well. He cleared his throat and removed himself from my person.

A/N: For some strange reason I love seeing guys with dark hair, green eyes. Though redundant, many of my leading male characters in furture stories will have green eyes, black hair if they are of caucasian descent. 

"Sorry about that."        

"It's alright." I blushed

"Well look, how about we start with the basics?" 

"Sounds good to me. I see I have a lot to learn."