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His eyes twitch. “No.”
“Make up your fucking mind, Seth!”
“No. Fuck you, Drew!”
“Fuck me?!”
“Yeah, fuck you!” He puffs out his chest. “You know, I think I’ve done a decent job of not kicking your ass over this so far, but I think it’s about time I do that.”
“Go ahead and try it, asshole!”
Seth lunges at me, striking me in the chest with a powerful shoulder. Screams echo from the lawn as I stumble backward into the porch banister. It breaks apart beneath our weight and I latch onto Seth to take him down with me onto the lawn. The impact knocks the wind out of me, but I quickly roll to get as far away from Seth as possibly as he rises to his knees.
I push off the grass in time to catch him as he tackles me again. He throws me onto my back and tries to punch me with his full strength. I block the blows, shielding my face as I position my knees to kick him in the gut.
One good hit, and he wobbles, giving me the opportunity to roll us over. I pin his arms, tapping into a little high school wrestling training as his legs flail beneath us.
He headbutts me. Hard.
We both recoil backward, hissing in pain and cradling our faces as we roll away from each other.
“Hey!” Brick’s bellow echoes throughout the entire neighborhood from the porch. “The fuck is this?!”
We ignore him. We charge at each other with closed fists. He connects with my jaw. I get in a good jab under his eye.
Then we find out how Brick earned his nickname.
THWOMP!
One hard slam of his palm to my chest lays me out flat on the grass. Seth goes down, too.
Before we can get back up again, three guys are on both of us to hold us back.
Brick stands between us like a damn wall, looking more pissed off than I’ve ever seen him before.
“Ping-pong table!” he shouts. “Now!”
CHAPTER 48
DREW
The crowd around the table is whisper-quiet but buzzing with excitement.
Six red cups sit in a pyramid at either side of the table. I stand at one end, my clothes torn and coated with dirt. Seth stands at the other, looking about the same but with an epic bruise forming over his left cheek. He pokes at it with a wince while he glares at me.
Bitch had it coming.
Brick clears his massive throat. “Now...” he says, his eyes volleying between me and Seth, “we’re going to pong this out. Like men.” He tosses each of us a ping-pong ball. “Now, throw. “
I hold the ball loosely in my fingers as I force my eyes at Seth across the table. He glares right back at me, piercing and cold as he prepares his shot, too. We toss at the same time, neither of us looking away until the last second.
My shot plops into his front cup. His bounces off the table to the floor.
I fist pump. A minor victory, but big enough to feel like I kicked him in the shin, at least.
“Rose goes first,” Brick says as he bounces a ball at me.
I catch it. Seth stands back from the table, stoic and annoyed, but I catch a smirk on the edge of his mouth. It’s...
