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“Wait!” I shout.
He hesitates.
“Kick his ass!”
He looks at me with a tilt of his head. “You sure?” he mouths.
I nod with a fire burning in my belly. “Beat him to a pulp!”
His sexy lips curl up into a grin. He blows me a kiss and then skates away with a burst of energy.
“Oh shit, this is going to be good!” Alina says, squeezing my hand.
I’m not feeling any dread. Just excitement.
This is hockey. I’m starting to understand it now. And I’m starting to love it.
Maddock is wrestling with Harris over the puck beside the boards as Tucker goes charging over with his head low. He drops his stick in the middle of the rink and tosses his gloves as he goes right for the nasty beast.
The crowd erupts and gets to their feet.
Maddock senses something and turns around. He grins and releases Harris when he sees Tucker approaching.
His gloves come off. The crowd gets louder.
“Get him, McKinstry!” I scream as everyone around me shouts and cheers. The crowd is electric. I’ve never been a part of anything like this before. It’s amazing.
The two giants face off with their fists clenched. The tiny refs don’t even try to get in the way of these gladiators.
Maddock is grinning and being all cocky, treating this like it’s a game. Tucker is not smiling. This is not a game to him. He has a job to do and my man is methodical and determined to get it done.
Maddock throws the first punch. He misses. Tucker connects with a hard right, staggering the bully.
After that, it’s just a flurry of punches. They grab each other’s jerseys in their left hands and start punching with their rights. Their helmets fly off when their heads snap back from the impact. I wince as I watch them land bomb after bomb on each other. Tucker eats every punch and gives harder than he gets.
“Yes!” Alina shouts as Maddock’s legs finally wobble. “Finish him off, McKinstry!”
Maddock’s punches are coming out slow and tired. He’s bleeding from multiple places. He looks like he just wants it to be over as he looks wearily at Tucker who’s still going strong.
He messed with the wrong man. He messed with my man and this is what he gets.
“Come on, baby!” I shout. “Finish him off!”
My pulse is racing as I watch. My insides feel like their vibrating from the roar of the crowd.
Tucker lands one hard uppercut that everyone in the arena can hear. Maddock’s head snaps back. Sweat flies off his hair. His whole body stiffens. And he goes down. Hard.
It’s over.
Maddock is out cold.
The crowd is deafeningly loud as they cheer for my man. He brings the freaking house down.
Tucker runs a hand through his sweaty hair and finds me in the crowd. I blow him a thousand kisses as he smiles at me. A thin stream of blood is leaking from his left eyebrow, but I know my man can take it. He’s tougher than I ever thought a human could be.
“What’s he doing?” I shout to Alina over the roar of the crowd when Tucker grabs Maddock’s skate and starts dragging him away.
“It’s his famous move,” she shouts back with a big smile on her face. “He likes to rub it in a little!”
