Jace
She was good, d*mn good. I could tell she’s been fighting her whole life. We were evenly matched. Not one of us landed a hit in the five minutes we’ve been swinging and kicking at each other. What bothered me was the smile on her face, like she was just playing with me. I was giving it my all.
Sweat started to trickle down my back and temples. I had to block out the cheers and the terrified look on Ashlynn’s face. Joel was pale and that big f*cker had his strong arm across Ashlynn’s perfect thighs, keeping her in place on his shoulder. She was holding onto his head.
“You’re good,” Lyla panted as she swooped into a crouch and kicked out, trying to sweep my feet out from under me.
I jumped and kicked out, landing my foot against the side of her head, sending her sprawling. I hea
