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“Gabriel!” I holler as Killer lands a right hook across Gabriel’s left cheek. My stomach twists, and I think I might puke. I punch out air through my mouth in quick bursts, trying to quell the nausea.
Rowdy grabs my arm. “Are you gonna be sick?”
I keep blowing air, shaking my head, trying to calm my racing thoughts and my body’s base reaction. Out of nowhere, a blue emesis bag appears in my face. I glance at Lili as she leans forward, sympathy showing all over her face. I can’t believe she thought to bring a puke bag in case I needed it.Thank you, I mouth to her.
Rowdy rubs my back as my eyes land back on the cage.
Gabriel comes back from bouncing off the fence with a right foot push kick, knocking Killer off his feet. Gabriel shakes his head, still recovering from the blow Killer landed seconds before.
“No mercy!” I scream over the crowd. He needs to end this before he gets hurt.
The guys take up the charge and start chantingno mercy, getting louder each time. It’s not long before our entire section raises up our call in one voice, “No Mercy!”
A wicked smile comes over Gabriel’s face as he bounces on his feet, circling, and lands kick after kick, and knee strike after strike before taking Killer down with a choke hold. But Gabriel likes his power moves. He doesn’t want this guy to tap out or simply pass out from lack of air. Gabriel likes his endings more dramatic.
Releasing Killer before he does pass out, Gabriel gets to his feet, circling.
Waiting.
Gabriel is winded but nowhere near tired. He could do this all night. But God, I hope he doesn’t. I’m not sure I can take much more.
When Killer gets to his feet, Gabriel wastes no time.
A jab to Killer’s chest throws him off balance.
Gabriel follows it up with a sweeping head-kick to Killer’s jaw.
I’m on my feet screaming.
It’s lights out for Killer.
He goes limp and falls back like he’s gonna do snow angels—arms and legs sprawled.
Gabriel follows him down for a little ground and pound, but stops when he sees Killer isn’t moving. Gabriel backs away, breathing hard, still bouncing, ready to continue.
The ref steps in. Killer rouses a few seconds later, but it’s too late.
Gabriel won!
The crowd goes wild.
I can’t even hear my own screams over the roar of the crowd.
Gabriel is WickedTuff’s new heavyweight champion, the largest MMA organization in the US.
He wins by head-kick knockout.
Figures, my man doesn’t do anything small.
“SHE RIDES WITH ME.” SHOWERED ANDmy eyes locked on the closed door as if my Angel is gonna step through it at any second, I finish dressing.
Jonah quirks a brow. “That’s a given.”
“Alone.”
“Nope. If you two get alone for even a minute, we won’t see you for the rest of the night.”
True.
