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Levi just lay there, staring up at the bright lights of the arena. Benny hauled himself up, and Levi became distantly aware of Travis shouting. He groaned to his feet. Travis was arguing with the judges, jabbing his finger in Levi’s direction. Benny’s coach joined a moment later, and then Travis pushed him. Levi hurried over, inserting himself between Travis and Benny’s coach.

He tore his mouthguard out. “What the fuck is going on?”

The judge who had come to deliver the verdict didn’t look enthused.

“They ruled a unanimous draw,” Travis spat, dragging a hand through his hair. He jerked at Levi’s arm, guiding him out of the cage. “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

Chapter 30

Travis didn’t make it back to the dressing room. Instead, he sent Levi back and stayed to argue with the judges more. Levi couldn’t force himself to care. He deserved the tie, if not a loss.

He’d been lost in the clouds.

Levi kicked the door open with his foot, breaking the doorknob off. Not like it had been sturdy to begin with. Lex didn’t comment as he followed him inside, running into Levi’s back as he halted.

Levi blinked, unsure he was seeing this correctly.

Titi was in his dressing room, draped over his chair. Practically purring.

“Hi, Levi,” she said, tilting her head, crossing those long, tan legs, which were showcased by a miniskirt.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, his heart rate skyrocketing. He’d done the fucking worst thing of his life by going out with her last week for the photo op, but only because Marcus had basically threatened him with a lawsuit if he didn’t give themsomething.

“Dude,” Lex began.

“Titi, you can’t be here.” Levi had no manners and even less patience. “You gotta leave. Now.”

“But I wanted to congratulate you.”

Levi scoffed. “On what? I didn’t fucking win.”

Her face fell only slightly, and then her gaze swung to the doorway. Levi’s entire back lit on fire, and he twisted to find Riley in the doorway.

Her jaw was set, gaze soldered on Titi. The expression that shivered over her face told Levi that this was going to be a problem.

Maybe more than a problem, because Riley turned on her heel and stormed away.

“Titi, leave! Now!” Levi barked and then chased after Riley.

She was halfway to the backdoors of the arena. “Ri! Wait!” Levi caught up with her quickly, grabbing her by the arm.

“Don’t you fucking touch me!” she hissed, her voice so serious that Levi immediately released her.

“Riley, don’t leave.”

“I don’t need to see anymore of this, okay? You didn’t even have the decency to tell me you started seeing her. And I’ve seen the proof, okay? I waited until your match was over to tell you to fuck off. So fuck off.”

“Levi!” Travis barked his name from down the hall.

“Hang on!” he shouted, but when he turned back to Riley, the door was closing behind her.

Levi tore open the door, storming after her barefoot through the parking lot. Cars clogged the side streets hugging the arena, and dusk was fading to a purplish darkness around the city.

“Just go inside, Levi,” she said, her voice shaky. “You’re bleeding. You’re barefoot. This is absurd.”

“I don’t fucking care.” He blocked her path, but she darted around him.

“Levi, get your ass in here! The doctor’s here to fix your face!” Travis shouted from the doorway. Levi ignored him.

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