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Travis stands to his feet, holding his fists in the air while the bleachers shake even harder.
Stunned at whatever the hell that was, I feel the sudden need to cool off.
“Where are the bathrooms, Harlow?” I ask.
“Now isnotthe time to go to the bathroom.” She scoffs. “We’re not losing these seats when there’s way more of him to see.”
“He’s fighting again?”
“No, but he always picks a girl to go home with at the end. I need it to be me.” She pulls down the top of her dress, exposing the swell of her D-cup breasts.
I look around and notice the other girls following suit. They’re reapplying lip gloss, standing on the heels of their stilettos, and smoothing their hair into place.
My messy curls and light greySailor Moon Fan Foreversweatshirt stand out now more than ever.
Travis steps out of the cage and shakes hands with his cult members in the front row. Girls press their hands against his glistening chest as he walks by.
“Seeing him at my SportsPlex makes a lot more sense now,” I say.
“You’ve met him before?” Harlow is practically salivating. “Can you introduce him to me?”
“I’ve met himonce, Harlow. I don’t know anything about him except his name.”
While he’s shaking another set of hands, Travis’s eyes meet mine.
My stomach betrays me with a bout of fluttering butterflies.
A slow smile crosses Travis’s lips, and he whispers something to a suit before walking toward me.
I try to look unfazed as he cuts through the crowd and jumps onto the bleachers but it’s impossible.
“Hello, Tatiana Brave.” He steps right in front of me, his voice low.
“Hello, Person I Have No Desire to Talk to Ever Again in My Life.”
“Cute.” He laughs. “Did you decide to come after getting my voicemail?”
“What voicemail?”
“The one left the morning,” he says. “I had to call you from an old gas station payphone to get my call to go through, by the way.”
“I had no idea you invited me to this.” I make a mental note to check my messages later, then I gesture to Harlow. “This is my stepsister, Harlow. Us coming here washeridea.”
“Hello, Harlow.” He smiles at her, and she damn near melts onto the floor, but not before she presses her hand against his chest.
Ugh. Get a grip on yourself.
“I think you’re totally going to be a star in the MMA world someday.” Harlow grins. “Your last five fights have been amazing.”
“Thank you for watching them.” He returns his attention to me. “I like your sweatshirt. I think you’re missing the other characters, though.”
“You watchSailor Moon?”
“I will if you invite me over.”
I roll my eyes. “I’ll pass.”
“There’s a private afterparty after the final fight,” he says, undaunted. “You should come dance on me.”
