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In addition, she’d asked Joel not to kill him.
Xara stroked her chin. “Obviously, if he’s been up inthem guts,he’s more of a cat person. Wish I knew someone I could set him up with to save his life.”
Ayesha’s ears turned to fire. “Why do I get the feeling you just wanted to say ‘them guts’? I swear, the minute Val steps foot off that plane, you go all grits and cornbread on us.”
“Well,ishe a cat person?” Xara prodded. “Is he good to kitties? Does he stroke them gently? Make them purr with contentment? Does he identify with kitties, lapping at a bowl of crea—”
“Why do you guys torture me like this?”
Mo and Xara burst out laughing.
Tayler’s focus returned to the octagon.
“Going back to the previous topic,” Ayesha redirected, “Adrían’s life doesn’t need saving, not from Joel. Joel won’t hurt him. They’re…friendly now.”
“You sure about that?” Mo asked.
She mulled it over.
No, she was not.
The announcer yelled that the fight was about to start. Gage walked to the edge of the cage, searched the crowd, winked in their direction, and then turned back to his opponent.
Tayler caressed just beneath the hollow of her throat and slowly ran the tip of her tongue along her bottom lip.
“So, Gage at least knows we’re here,” Xara said. “That was for you, right, Tay?”
“Hmm?” Tayler looked over. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe he has a side chick here or something.”
Mo looked at the list again, laughed, and turned the phone toward Tayler.
#2 - F. T. Full v Killer Z
Tayler rolled her eyes. “Is that supposed to be ‘faithful’? God, he’s such a clown.”
They checked the rest to see whether they recognized any more names.
#3 - Chandler v Mikki
#4 - Xaras v Skh-ro
#6 - Gano v K. Gristle
Xara clutched her chest. “Xaras? That’s gotta be Mike. Get it? Xaras?Xara’s?Like…he’s mine? Mike’s the sweetest. Isn’t my baby the sweetest, y’all?”
The three of them took two steps away.
Xara sneered, grinning. “Haters.”
Mo tucked away her phone, and they gave all their attention to the fight.
Gage stretched the muscles in his neck and angled his head from side to side. His opponent, a man who looked like he had at least twenty pounds on Gage but was a head shorter, hopped on his toes. Both men moved constantly, warming up their muscles.
The bell rang.
The two men orbited each other.
It was a full thirty seconds before any of their body parts connected, and it was Killer Z’s gloved fist smashing into Gage’s left shoulder. The crowd reacted as though they were the ones who’d taken the hit, and Ayesha caught Tayler cringe out of the corner of her eye.
