Excerpt of Love & Lies by Gina Danna

For the third time this day, Ganius fell to the hard dirt, jamming his knee. Pain riveted up his thigh. His balance was off, and he rolled to the side of the injured leg, making the impact scream louder. Above him, Cadmus laughed. Damn Greek was enjoying himself entirely too much today. Ganius shot him a glare, but the man didn’t budge. “You are not here today, brother.” Cadmus offered his hand. Ganius spat on the dirt, ignoring his friend’s aid. Using his wooden gladius as a brace, he forced himself upright. The twitch inside the damaged knee flared, so he shifted off it. “My presence is accounted,” he countered. “So noticed, in body, but mind takes leave. Who has your thoughts?” “No one.” He flipped the wooden sword, his shield broken by Cadmus’s last attack. Ganius kicked it to the side with his uninjured foot, making his painful side take all of his weight, and the knee almost buckled. “Truly, must be the same creature who held your thought last night,” Cadmus chuckled, positioning his shield before him and placing his sword in first position as he crouched for the attack. Ganius gripped the hilt, the worn wood smooth within his grasp. His memory of last night seemed to stop after the domina left him. He’d wandered to his cell and fell onto his mat, his mind still in a whirlwind from her. The woman was too young and much too innocent to be down in the ludus, especially displaying herself in that gauzy tunic and stola. A shiver raced down his spine, pooling in his groin at the memory. He could still taste her, his hands recalling the softness of her skin. Cadmus swung, his aim low, to hit Ganius’s knee again. Within a split second, Ganius snapped out of his seductive memory of last night. His gladius blocked his friend’s but the shift on his feet bent the leg oddly. The awkward move hit the bruised inside tissue and a spike of pain pinned the joint. It took every move he could muster to not fall again. With a snarl, he spun on the decent leg, twisting his upper body and he hit Cadmus’s sword arm hard. His victim groaned, his arm dropped and he stepped back. “Now seek advantage on my lack of attention.” Cadmus sucked in air, the switch to defense too close. Ganius smiled, pleased by his assessment of his friend. “Jupiter’s balls!” The Greek smiled crookedly. “I truly wondered. Last night, when you left so early, I thought you’d found cunt over wine.” In a way, he had, just not in the shape of a whore. But something deep inside him kept silent any tale of seeing their domina. “No, sleep due to wine. Has been too long since I’ve had any.” He shrugged, mainly to keep the shiver hidden. “Ganius.” They glanced over to find a Roman guard standing, his hand on the hilt of his gladius—a true and sharpened weapon. “You are summoned.”