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"You did great! Thank you for the challenge." I could hear Rose tell her.She's too fucking perfect.
"I'll get better, and next time I'll win," Dora promised her.
"I look forward to the rematch." Rose genuinely smiled at her, letting me know she spoke only the truth.
"Dora, go get cleaned up. Good effort." Davis gestured towards the back for the girl to go. "Twinkle Toes, you got one more fight, then it's the championship. This year we're joining with other underground fighting rings so it'll be bigger than before. Thought it would be nice to have a bigger range of fighters."
"Cool! I can't wait." Rose jumped with excitement. Surprisingly, she didn't look tired.
"I'm sure you can't. Go get your money, and I'll see you for your next fight. Glad you chose to stick around, Liv." He shook his hand in her hair. She pouted, grabbing his wrist and pulling his hand out of her hair.
"Quit, or you're going to give me an afro."
"You won't stop using that nickname, so I won't stop petting your head." He laughed, doing it one more time, even with Rose fighting him. He out muscled her, so she couldn't hold him back. I smiled in amusement at the two. I was glad to know Davis and she had a close relationship. I wish Davis was her dad. On second thought I think I'd be too scared if he were.
"Bye, Davey," Rose said, poking at him some more before grabbing my hand and running us off. We grabbed her money and headed out to the car. Carter gave her a high five as we passed him by, congratulating her on her victory.
"How do you want to celebrate?" I asked her as we pulled out of the lot.
"I have a few ideas," she said in a very suggestive tone, one that made my dick twitch in my pants.
"Don't tease me, Rose, because I'm always hungry for you."
"Good, because I am too." She leaned over to kiss my cheek. "Don't get distracted while you drive," she said, as she lifted the sports bra she was wearing, exposing her breasts. She grabbed my free hand and placed it over her breast.Fuck, this is girl is going to be the death of me.
Olive's P.O.V.
"You look too good to go out." Lucas whispered in my ear by our front door.
"Whatever, says the one who's too hot for his own good." I rolled my eyes at him. We were heading out to meet Leo, Lisa and Rachel –who had come into town again. We decided to try the newly opened nightclub. It's supposed to be hard to get into, but Lucas and Leo's money made it an easy problem to solve.
"Are you going to dance with me all night, Rose?" He asked me as we headed to the car.
"Maybe or maybe I'll dance with Lisa or Rachel, too." I winked at him, teasing him in my own way.
"Fine, then when you dance with them I'll dance with Leo. It'll be too hot for you to resist and you'll come begging me to dance."
"I'd actually like to see that." I laughed, wondering if Leo would ever agree.Probably not.
"Consider it done then." He winked at me again before pulling out of our parking spot.
The air was cold, with winter rolling in. I wonder how much snow we'll get this year? Lucas turned the heat on, pointing all the vents at me. He could tell I was freezing in my short dress, even with my coat on. When we arrived, Lucas opened my door and placed his arm around me, gripping my hip with his hand and pulling me towards his side. He did not want to let me go for anything.
Leo, Lisa and Rachel were inside already. We spotted them near the bar once we entered. As we made our way I noticed Lisa flinch as she stood up. I know that flinch, it's the flinch of someone who's hurt. It's the flinch of someone who's been punched on the side, or stomach, a few too many times. No one noticed, and for a moment I thought maybe it was my imagination. As the night continued, I realized it was not. She didn't dance, and she didn't move unless she absolutely had to. She kept a smile on her face, trying to hide the fact she was hurt.
"Lisa, come with me to the bathroom?" I asked her, knowing I needed to get her alone so she would talk to me.
"Um, okay, sure." She got up slowly, trying not to show the pain. She did a pretty good job at it.
The line to the bathroom was long, which for once I was happy about. It gave me more time to question her. I know she's not going to open up right away and will probably deny it outright at first.
"What's going on with you, Lisa?"
"Oh, you know, nothing big. I've been working, avoiding my father, and comforting mom… the usual." She shrugged.
"That's not what I meant." I frowned.
"What do you mean, then?
