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When he heads to the bar, I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. Ash looks at my hand on his, both on my knee. “I’m glad you’re here, but we can go whenever.”

“You just want a real kiss.”

“Hell, yes, I do,” he winks. “Am I that easy to figure out?”

I press my lips to his softly. “You get harder to figure out every day, Ash.”

Chapter 21

Ashton

When we wave bye to my friends, I wrap my arm around Sky. She’s still fighting giggles at Kenny’s last joke. One at my expense, of course. Him saying his two-year-old is more destructive than I am. That I should tag the kid in on my next fight.

I grumble to myself as we exit the bar. Sky cups my face between her hands and flashes that same bright smile I’ve missed. “Don’t listen to him. I know you kick ass.”

“Oh, youknow?”

“I was there,” she insists. “I took the pictures. It’s only a matter of time before your dad is eating his words about you not making it.”

I wrap my arms around her. God, her support is amazing. It makes me feel validated, real. Before I can say anything to that, I hear a wolf whistle. Some punk asshole is riding up on a skateboard, eying Sky like she’d be a good lay. He kicks the board up and into his hand.

“How much for a ride on her?” the skinny kid asks me. “She looks all new and shiny.”

His friends laugh, and Sky shrinks a little against me. I shake my head. “Don’t start.”

“Oh, come on, Warren. We all know the rumors. You keep girls for a fuck, then toss them to whoever’s next in line. Tell me, is that your wingman smile? Knock the girl down a peg, so she’ll give your friends a chance? I call next in line on this one.”

“Last chance,” I warn.

“How many little girls have you ruined because of daddy issues and-”

Sky kicks him in the balls. No warning, no clever wording, just the toe of her shoe deep in his crotch as he turns purple and falls on top of his skateboard. His friends laugh and turn their hyena jeering on him.

I rub Sky’s back. She glowers at them. “The next one that says shit about my boyfriend gets to experience life with an empty sack.”

They glance from her to the guy who’s still trying to catch his breath on the ground and drag him away. I’m still there processing that 1. Sky called me her boyfriend, and 2. Sky just kicked a dude in the balls for talking shit aboutme,not her.

Has she suddenly realized I’m not in it to steal her v-card or to win some bet?

She bats her eyelashes. “I didn’t want you to get hurt and not be able to fight later. Did I undermine your masculinity?”

“Hell, no.” I kiss her full on the mouth. “Get in the car before I forget why I’m controlling myself.”

She gets in, panting, a wildness in her eyes as she buckles up. I speed out of the parking lot and zoom around town, listening to her laugh as she turns up the radio and enjoys the high of a fight. When I finally park at an abandoned house and turn down the music, she runs her fingers through her hair.

“Is this why you fight? This … feeling?”

“Partially.”

“I get it.” She unbuckles and leans across the console to kiss me. “It’s a rush. It’s wild. It’s kind of a turn on.”

I undo my seatbelt and pull her over my lap, kissing her until I absolutelyhaveto come up for air to avoid passing out. Although, if that’s how I go, I don’t think I’d mind. Ashton Warren – died from kissing Sky Bennett. Damn good for a headstone.

She drags her fingers through my hair. “Tonight was fun. I’m sorry I can’t shove my hands in your pants yet.”

Wow, and dirty talk. Tonight is amazing. “Your finger’s still bruised.”

“I’ll have to take care of myself then.” She sticks out her tongue. “Now I’m high on fighting and horny. All your fault.”

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