I told her to wait thirty seconds and then join me in the bathroom. The girl showed me more and more of her personality every time we got together and I have to admit, I was eating it up. She was a true testament to the old adage ‘you can’t judge a book by its cover.’

When I first pulled her out of that car in the alley I made her for a stuck up goody-two-shoes. And when I found out she worked in a law office, it only reinforced the idea. After getting to know a little bit more about her, I could see just how wrong I’d been. This girl was a wildcat; smart as a whip and dangerously fun…

Bria clumsily shoved the door open and made her way inside.

“What the hell?!” she whispered. “There were two other bathrooms and I didn’t know which one you were in. I walked in on some poor old man and he got really excited for a second there...”

This time I laughed.

“That’s karma. It’s what you get for trying to make me explode all over first class.”

“Forget it. We don’t have that much time.”

She was right. The flight to Miami was short one and the captain would want everyone back in their seats soon.

“Ever given a lap dance in a phone booth?” I asked.

“You can’t be serious.”

I crossed my arms and leaned back against the sink.

“Serious as a heart attack.”

We had the hottest five minutes of sex imaginable. We fucked against the wall so hard that the passengers in coach probably thought the plane was going down.

By the time we got back to our seats we were both so flushed and out of breath, we didn’t have the energy to care if anyone heard us.

This is your captain speaking. If you’ll look out your windows, you’ll see the beautiful clear skies above Miami International Airport. We are expecting a smooth touch down in the next ten minutes or so, so please return your seatbacks and tray tables to their upright and locked positions…

“We’re here!”

“Yep. When we get off the plane there’s going to a lot of people waiting. Don’t freak out, it’s just the handlers from the M.M.A.C.S. They’ll be there to make sure I get to the press event on time.”

“Oh. Okay.”

“And maybe a few fans. I’m sure the word is out, so we might have a few waiting for us at the gate.”

Bria was staring out the window at the water.

“Can we go down to the beach when you’re done? I’ve always wanted to see it…”

“I know the perfect place to take you. It’s the best at night, too.”

She pulled her eyes away from the window and gave me a hesitant look.

“I’m not gonna be in the way, am I?”

“Not in a million years. I’m having a car take you to our hotel when we land. You can chill there for a few hours while I do all this bullshit and then the rest of the night is ours.”

The plane landed with a bump. Passengers started to stir and I immediately began to regret the fact that I was going to have to leave her.

We marched up the jetway like a herd of cattle. Flying commercial pissed me off more than most things but I hadn’t even thought about it until now because I’d been so fixated on her. It didn’t matter anymore though, because if I played it right I’d make enough money on endorsements and pay-per-view buys to put us in a private jet for the rest of time.

I pulled Bria under my arm and walked with her through the terminal. We let the rest of my crew get ahead of us a little bit.

“You gonna be okay while I’m gone?”

“This is Miami! I might start having fun without you.”

“Yeah? I bet that once you get to the room and see the view, you probably won’t ever want to leave.”

As we stepped on to the escalators and started our descent a little cheer went up from the crowd that had gathered near the baggage claim. There were more of them than I expected. This fight was already starting to generate some serious buzz.

“Hey Luke, how’s the fight gonna go?”

“Hey Luke, are you gonna knock him out? What round?”

“Luke! Simmons said you aren’t ready to fight him. Any comment?”

I simply nodded and waved. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Bria was trying to gauge my reaction.

“This is it, sweetie. That guy over there with the sign will take you to the hotel. Everything is already all set up. Your stuff will be there waiting for you when you get there and I’ll catch up with you later.”

My publicist was begging me with her eyes to hurry things along.

Bria gave a sweet smile and told me to have fun. I watched as she disappeared behind the crowd of people gathering around me. This was going to be a long night. For a split second I wanted to blow the whole thing off and go with her. But I had to take care of my business. A few short hours and I’d be back with her.