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“So that’s a yes. Got it.”
I shook my head, but as the man in Daire’s hold thumped the mat once, twice, and then a third time, the fight was called and the Reaper reigned supreme.
“Hell yes!” I called out as the crowd went wild.
The guys whooped and whistled, there were more chants of “Reaper, Reaper!” and as the referee held up Daire’s arm, I could’ve sworn he almost grinned.
Almost.
“The next match begins in ten minutes,” the announcer said, and as the lights went up again, I pushed through the crowd in the direction Daire had gone.
I wasn’t sure whether it was okay to hug him or show any kind of affection in this setting, in front of all these people, so as I approached I kept my hands to myself, though I couldn’t have dimmed my smile if I tried.
But if there was one thing I loved about Daire, it was that he gave no fucks whatsoever.
As soon as I was in grabbing distance, he swooped me into his arms, lifted me clear off my feet, and crashed his lips down on mine. His skin was slick with sweat, and I could feel the way the adrenaline was still running through him from his rapid heartbeat.
I didn’t care. I was so damn excited for him and glad his head was still on his shoulders that he could’ve been a bloody mess and I still would’ve wrapped myself around him.
He pulled his head back to look at me but still kept his arms tight around my waist. “You proud? I didn’t break any rules.”
I laughed and gave him another quick kiss, glad he’d removed the mouth guard already. “Keep that up and you might have the whole place chanting your name next time.”
“Fuck me, that was insane,” West said as the guys caught up to us.
“Yeah, I knew you liked to punch things, but that was impressive,” Preston added.
Daire lowered me to my feet but kept me close. “If you want me to practice on anyone, let me know.”
“Uh, I have a serious bone to pick with you, and not the kind I like.” Travis crossed his arms. “Reaper? You have some explaining to do.”
Daire glanced at me, and I shook my head, letting him know I hadn’t said a word.
“Amazing fight, man,” Donovan said, bumping knuckles with Daire, who still wore his gloves. “Kelly would love watching this shit.”
Daire nodded in acknowledgment, and I elbowed him to say something.
“I, uh, appreciate you guys being here.” The words came out stilted, but they were more than he’d ever bothered with in the past.
Preston smiled, answering for everyone. “Yeah?”
Daire nodded. “Yeah.”
It was like no one had any clue what to say to something nice coming out of his mouth, and when an awkward silence passed, Daire cleared his throat and added, “Now get the fuck out so I can spend time with my guy.”
Nowthatthey knew how to respond to.They all peaced out and headed for the exit.
“Free to leave, or do you have to stay?” I asked, grinning at him and hoping for option one.
“You should know by now.” He pulled me back in, flush with his body. “I do want I want.”
“I like that…” I was shameless, rubbing myself against him, and he lowered his mouth to my ear.
“And right now I wanna do you.”
I turned my head so I could capture those sweet-talking lips, but I’d barely brushed my mouth over his when Travis came back.
“Wait, you never answered about the Rea?—”
“Fuck off,” Daire growled in a tone that brooked no argument, and I chuckled as he closed the distance between us again. “Now, where were we?”
