“Of course I do. It’s your life. Do you really think I’m going to tell you not to follow your passion?”
“I wouldn’t be surprised if you told me I would only end up hurting myself further.”
“You might. That’s not for me to judge, though. Although, this is good. I can actually make it to one of your fights now,” she grinned.
“Not happening.”
“Why not?”
“Because no one watches my fights.”
“It’s not like you can stop me.”
I barked out a laugh at that. “I can have you banned from the arena.”
Her eyes took on a dark flame that I had seen many times growing up. I was pissing her off, and she wasn’t at all happy with me right now.
“I would like to see you try. I still have contacts.”
“And I still have the ability to have you banned, no matter those contacts.”
“Why don’t you want me to see you fight?”
“Because he’s scared you’ll get all whiny and try to stop him,” Jeff chimed in.
“I take out bad guys for a living. Do you really think I’m afraid of a few hits to my brother’s face?”
“Does this mean I get to go as well?” Jeff asked. “Cuz, I gotta tell ya, we don’t get this entertainment around here very often.”
Blake whipped her head in his direction. “You were just shot. That’s enough entertainment for you.”
“I hardly think getting shot is the same as a boxing match,” he grumbled.
“Geez, when did you become the downer of the group?”
Blake narrowed her eyes at me. “Since he’s my husband’s brother, and I want to make sure he sees his next birthday.”
I rolled my eyes at her dramatics. “He’s not gonna get shot at the arena.”
“Have you heard his mouth? A bullet isn’t going to be what gets him killed,” she shot back.
“You know, I resent it just a little that you have so little faith in me,” Jeff grumbled, but neither of us stopped our bickering.
“If he wants to come to a match, I’ll put him ringside where I can keep an eye on him.”
“You’ll be focusing on your opponent!”
“Seriously, you don’t have to keep an eye on me. I can take care of myself!” Jeff said excitedly, jumping to his feet.
“And if anyone approached him, I would kill them.”
“No need. I’m stronger than I look,” he beamed.
“Stay out of it, string bean.”
“Hey!”
I got in her face since she clearly wasn’t going to listen. “You’re not coming to my match.”
