Evan spent the morning on the training grounds, doing his best to pretend he wasn’t watching Kari as she worked with Joe and Dustin. He trained with some of the lower-level warriors, focusing on offensive skills, then finished by sparring with a couple of higher-level fighters. Still, the faint scent of lilacs on the wind kept tugging at his attention, driving him to distraction.
He knocked Ian onto his back, but instead of ending the spar with a pin, his focus shifted. Across the ring, Kari swept Dustin’s feet out from under him. She had stripped off her tank top in the midday heat and now wore only shorts and a sports bra. Her smooth, toned stomach, the same one he had touched and tasted the night before, was on display. She moved with effortless grace as Dustin hit the mat, then landed
