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She walks away, leaving us both standing here in shock.
“Could’ve warned a guy, Case. Fuck,” I growl at him.
“I didn’t think she meant it,” Casey says quietly.
“Fuck,” I grunt.
“Fuck,” Casey grunts.
Whapping his shoulder only hard enough to get his attention, I say, “Language.”
“Really?” he asks with his eyebrows raised.
“Yeah, if you use half the words I do, she’ll rip your tongue out when you see her next,” I say with a smirk.
For a couple of minutes, we just stare out the window, wondering what the fuck we’re going to do now as we watch Helen leave.
Once she’s gone, I shake my head and motion for him to follow me. We both head out to the Jeep. I open up the back and we toss his stuff in before heading back to the gym.
We still need to watch the fights and give Bree her phone back.
* * *
By the time we make it through the small crowd that’s starting to form around the two cages and make it to the front desk, it looks like Chase has interrogated Bree pretty firmly. Well, from the tired expression on her face, I’d say she’s been interrogated.
“Hey,” I say as we step up to the desk, “how’s the head?”
“It’s—” she starts to say.
“All good,” Chase all but growls at me. “Something you want, runt?”
Jeez, I wonder if he’s sore at the whole me calling him Lurch thing.
“Yeah, Little Beast found Bree’s phone out in the parking lot,” I say as I hold it out for her.
A small spark of electricity flows through my hand as her soft, delicate fingers brush against mine to take the phone back.
“Little Beast?” she asks with a cute little quirk of her lips.
“Yeah, that’s me,” Casey says proudly. “It’s going to be my ring name when I fight like Emmett and Chase do.”
“Really?” she asks.
“Yep!” He beams at her.
“That’s a good one.” Chase grins at Casey.
“So—” I start to say, only to stop when I feel a sheer fucking amount of malice directed at my back.
I know who it is right away. Dammit
“Hi Bree,” Dale says in that grizzly voice of his. “Mind if I borrow these two from ya?”
I wince at the words, and I’m betting Casey does too. We both know Dale’s only nice to the people he’s not training. Especially the little kids. But us fighters, he fucking hates us with a passion.
“Sure, Dale!” Bree smiles sweetly at him.
She’s totally in that bastard’s fucking thrall. She doesn’t know his evil.
