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He rushes toward me with a flying knee and I immediately grab it, pulling him down to the mat. I punch him in the jaw for attempting that type of crazy shit so early and hook my right arm around his neck.
Squeezing him as hard as I can, I resist all his weak punches while he struggles to break free.
“Are you out of your fucking mind?” I say to him. “Do you have any idea who the hell you’re fighting? How little we’re getting paid for this?”
“You’re going to kill him, Kid!” “Let him go!” “Tap out!”
The yelling outside the cage might as well be whispers; I never pay attention to them.
“You’re losing tonight,” I say to him. “Give up while I’m still being nice…”
I squeeze his neck tighter with every second that passes, demanding that he quit.
He claws at my arm before finally coming to his senses. He taps my hand three times, signaling for mercy, confirming he’s done.
I immediately let him go and stand to my feet.
Loud applause and cheers fill the air as the promoter unlocks the cage.
Tatiana stands frozen, her eyes wide in shock.
“Good job as always, Humble Kid.” The promoter hands me the cheap winner’s check. “If you want to stick around until midnight, my boss is willing to pay you two grand for a round with whoever wins the last match.”
“Your boss needs to make it three grand if he’s serious.”
“Tell you what,” he says, smiling, “if you win, I’ll personally make it a little more than three.”
“I’ll be back for that.” I leave the cage and head straight for Tatiana.
“You almost killed that guy,” she whispers. “His face turned blue.”
“Almostis the keyword,” I say. “I would’ve let go if I didn’t feel him breathing.”
She nods, looking as if she only halfway believes me.
“Why are you here?” I ask. “I thought you were ignoring me.”
“I am.” She smiles. “I just came here to tell you that I won’t be talking to you again after tonight.”
I raise my eyebrow.
“Thought it’d be best if I told you in person.”
“Text would’ve been better.” I can’t take any more small talk. “Are you being serious about not being interested in me?”
“No.”
“Can you please stop playing these fucking games with me, then?”
“What?”
“You heard me.” I glare at her. “You drove an hour and a half away from Reno to come see me—alone—despite not answering any of my calls or texts for weeks.”
“I was hoping you’d eventually stop.”
“I won’t.” I step closer. “Not only that, but I’m pretty sure you’re wearing that dress to get my attention.”
“Is it working?”
