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I slam my car door and glare at Luca’s Jeep parked outside the gym.
I fucking knew it.
As everyone went out after the tournament, no one else is here. And when I pull the gym door open, I hear him before I see him. The lights are off, except for a few over the punching bags.
Luca has his earbuds in and boxing gloves on, hitting the bag hard. Probably picturing my face.
I remain in the shadows, waiting and watching, until he notices me. And when he does, the glare he sends my way almost has me recoiling.
Until he simply turns back to the bag, hitting it even harder now.
For fuck’s sake.
I move closer to the bag and into his line of sight, motioning for him to remove the earbuds. His eyes flick to me, but he doesn’t stop.
The second I take another step closer, he rips a glove off and removes one of his earbuds. “What the fuck do you want?”
Good question.
I shrug, putting my hands in my sweatpants pockets. “Why is this bothering you so much?”
Luca gives me an incredulous look, like I should know why.
“You’ve lost to me before, why are you so upset about this one?” I ask.
His eyebrows shoot up, as he huffs out a laugh with a slight shake of his head. “You really are a fucking asshole.”
He removes his other glove, tosses his earbuds onto the bench and opens a cabinet. When he turns around, he tosses a pair of MMA gloves at me.
“Let’s go,” he says as he pulls his gloves on.
I sigh, not doing the same with mine.
“Come on, Ty. You came here. You want to know why I’m pissed?” He opens his arms wide. “Let’s have a fucking chat.”
Rather than take the time to think of a better way to do this, I let his anger seep into meas I drop the gloves to the floor and strip off my sweats. Once I’m in just my fight shorts and gloves, I look into Luca’s eyes. They’re full of fire, like he wants to absolutely destroy me.
“Let’s chat then.” I tap my gloves together in front of my chest. I don’t know why I even came here. When he left the tournament earlier, I felt some weird need to go after him. But with this fucking attitude coming from him, I’m ready to deal with it the only way I know how.
He pushes past me and heads into the cage. I follow, closing the cage door behind me.
We stare at each other for a moment, both knowing we should touch hands to begin this fight.
But we also know that nothing about this is friendly.
Luca moves quickly, closing the distance between us, and landing a lethal kick on my forearm, just as I get my hands up to protect myself.
Fuck, that hurts.
He bounces on his toes, narrowing his eyes at me while I shake it off and prepare to teach this fucker a lesson.
I swoop in in an attempt to take him down to the floor, but his fist comes out and he gets my jaw. And motherfucker, I feel that one too, as we’re not even wearing mouthguards.
Fueled by the taste of blood, I bait him with a swing of my left hand. When he raises his hand to block, I duck, wrapping my arms around his knees and taking him down.
He grunts as his back hits the floor hard, and I’m immediately on top of him, landing a punch to his face. But before I can get another one in, he wraps his arms around my neck and his legs around mine to keep me close and restricted.
I’m able to get a couple hits to the side of his head before he drops one arm to elbow my head. The fists and elbows continue to fly between us as he keeps me locked against him with no space for me to maneuver out of this. But eventually, I’m able to apply some shoulder pressure and use my position on top of him to gain control.
