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I push off him and make my way to my corner as Max enters the cage, shaking his head.
“For fuck’s sake,” he mutters as he stops before me, looking over my face. “He’s a fucking asshole.”
I wince as the cutman cleans the cut by my eye and one on my lip, but I don’t answer Max as I just continue to stare down Hens and try to catch my breath.
“Deep breath in, and blow it all out,” Max says.
I do as he says, my eyes still on Hens as the ref walks over to talk to him.
“Luca. Eyes here.”
My eyes slide to Max, and he nods in understanding.
“Every time you had him, it was on the ground or in a hold,” he says. “But you’ve been able to get some solid hits on him. His tactic is to wear you down and take cheap shots when he’s stuck. So you wear him down, then take him down to the ground again. Because he’s just going to use his energy for dirty hits and bullshit, so take it away from him.”
I nod, in desperate need of some energy myself so I can do just that.
“Ok, go get him.” Max pats my shoulder as he leaves the cage, and I shake my arms out to get ready for round two.
But as Max moves out of the way, my eyes land on Ty at the side of the cage with everyone else. He has a cut under his eye, but otherwise he looks good. And suddenly, some of the energy I need starts to rise up inside me.
Ty holds my gaze as he brings his fist into the palm of his other hand.
The tiger’s punch.
I nod to him, blowing out a breath and turning to the ref as he points at me.
“You ready?”
I nod, shifting my gaze to Hens. His face is fucked, and I love that for him. Because I’m about to make it even worse.
When the ref signals for us to begin, I immediately close in on Hens. I know he’s going to start with a kick, as he always does. He may be a dirty fucker, but in some ways he’s predictable.
The second his weight shifts, and his glove drops slightly in preparation for him to rotate into his kick, I step into him. Every single muscle in my body ignites, sending power directly to my arm as I aim a left hook to the side of his face. I put everything I possibly can into it, knowing this needs to end right here, right now. And as my fist connects with his head, with a force I didn’t know I had in me, my entire body lights the fuck up.
The sound of him hitting the floor is almost drowned out by the cheers from the crowd. I fucking got him. I jump on him, landing another hit before the ref pushes me back, and stops the fight.
Josh Hens is knocked the fuck out.
The loud roar of the crowd completely takes over the space, and I bring my hands to my face as I take a deep breath in. When I drop them, my eyes find Ty. He’s standing and smiling widely as he claps along with the rest of our teammates as they cheer and yell. But my eyes stay on him, as I put my hand over my heart and point to the sky.
Before I join Max and the cutman in my corner, I bring my attention back to Hens. He’s come to, and his coach has pulled him onto a stool.
I walk over to him, looking down at his dazed expression.
It suits him.
I lean down and bring my mouth to his ear.
“That was for my boyfriend, Ty Roscoe.” Then I look into his eyes and smile. “Fuck you.”
TWENTY-SEVEN
“To the best damn fight team in Missouri!”
“Fuck yeah!” I raise my beer, clinking it to everyone else’s drinks as we cheers to the epic fucking wins our entire team had tonight.
“So far this team is undefeated,” Noah says after he takes a drink.
