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“I turned eighteen on Valentine’s Day.” My smile grows even bigger as my foot pushes down on the gas a little harder.
“Cupid’s baby.” I muse as I drive us to the closest hotel.
“Not after tonight, I hope,” She shyly whispers the words, but I hear it loud and clear.
“Oh, sweetheart, I’ll make sure you see heaven.”
My body jerks, and I cum all over the shower wall.
Hard.
It’s always like this. My most shameful memory brings me the greatest pleasure to relive. Meanwhile, if I could just man the fuck up and confess to her, I may have the real thing again.
I wash up and turn off the water, carefully toweling off, so I don’t drip water all over my house.
I wonder every damn day where my life would be now if I had just left a note for Hannah.
Woulda, coulda, shoulda, huh?
CHAPTER THREE
SHOCK
I stompmy way into HAVOC, ready to bust heads.
I slept like utter shit. Dreaming of a faceless biker that I chased, but no matter how hard I ran, I could never catch. I drop my bag on a bench and rip open the zipper.
“Hey there, pretty lady.” Fuck my life.
“Move on, buddy. Not really in the mood.” The guy’s chuckle makes me grind my teeth as I straighten up to face him.
His eyes go from my ass to my tits.
“You sure about that? Cause when a girl wears shorts that tiny, well,” He trails off to lick his lips, and I nod as I start wrapping my hands.
I should have known this was how my day was going to start. I glance around to see if any of the guys are around to save this asshole, but as luck would have it, not one of them is present.
Guess I’m spending the night in jail tonight cause I’m going to fuck this guy’s whole day up.
“You keep staring at my boobs like you’re wondering why they’re so big? Here’s a hint,” I lean in so he can hear me clearly.
“It’s because I keep the souls of the men who try to sexualize me there.” I step back and smile sweetly, and of course, he grins, thinking my warning is me flirting back.
Idiot.
I lean down, pick up a kettlebell, and start rolling my shoulders. I turn my back to him and face the mirrors. The moron’s eyes drop to my ass again as I squat, and so he doesn’t see my arm flex up.
He doesn’t have any warning as the heavyweight hits his face.
People drop what they are doing and come running over. I see Mayhem coming running around a corner and blow him a kiss before I look at the guy bleeding all over the floor.
“Oops, didn’t see you there. You should watch where you put your face when a woman is lifting kettlebells. You’re liable to lose your head. I’d get ice on that if I were you.” I drop the kettlebell and turn to my bag to snatch up my mouthguard.
“You crazy bitch! Fuck, my nose!” I ignore him but watch as the other guys help him to his feet and offer him a towel to mop up his face.
I put my guard in and go to climb into the ring, but as I do, he goes to grab my arm to stop me. Some random gym rat stops him.
“Easy, man! She’s a girl.” The gym rat sneers at the guy.
