Page 27 of Falling for the Forbidden Fighter
“I can win,” he whispers.
“Louis…”
“No. Listen to me, please.” His fingers grace my cheeks, barely touching me. “I’ve watched his fights. I can do this.”
“How do you know? He’s undefeated.”
“Because he fights like he wants it,” Louis says, voice solid with conviction. “Ineedit. Ahundred and fifty thousanddollars. Even the twenty grand is more money than I’ve ever dreamed of having. When Ruiz steps in that ring, he’ll be trapped with someone who has no other options. This is my fight. For once in my life, it’s a fight worth taking. And I need you in my corner, baby. Not just to patch me up… I need you there.”
There’s nothing else to say to a man so set on something.
I’m torn between fear and admiration. How could I not admire such conviction? A part of me even believes he can win… I have to believe it if I’m going to stand in his corner.
The sun starts to shine behind him, bathing us in its warmth.
“You remind me of Ricky, sometimes,” I laugh. “He’s stubborn. Whenever he got in the ring, he brawled it out, no matter what, for better or worse.”
“He’s not all bad.”
“No. He’s not.” I bury my head in Louis’s chest. “I’ll be there. You can count on me, always.”
Louis holds me close.
The breeze is still cool. Somewhere in the open desert, a coyote howls for the long-gone moon.
“It’s time to tell them,” he says softly. “I can’t fight with this secret hanging over me. Your dad… I owe him the truth.”
“I was afraid you’d say that. There’s a good chance he’ll drop you. And that’s not all he might do. Is it worth it?”
“It’s the right thing to do.”
I look up at him and smile.
“What?”
“You’re a good man. If my father doesn’t see that, I’ll make him understand.”
Louis takes my hands. “We’ll do it together. Today.”
I feel like we’re about to jump off this cliff, hand in hand. Whatever waits for us at the bottom, I feel brave knowing he’s by my side.
All my life, I knew I’d never fall for a fighter. They devote their lives to finding battles, eyes only on the prize.
But Louis isn’t those men.
He has the soul of a warrior, and I think, deep down, I always knew I’d fall for someone like him. Someone who fights the battles that come his way, no matter how dangerous they may be. We could keep this lie going until after the fight, maybe even longer. But Louis doesn’t walk through life avoiding things.
He puts his head down and he charges through.
I’ve never wanted him so badly…
“Race you home,” I say, running my hand down his shorts. “Let’s get a good warm-up in before training.”
The door slams behind us.
Louis bends me over the counter. Already, I feel his firm cock pressed against me. He’s so ready in the morning, rested and roaring for another day of training. We’ve been starting the day like this for weeks.
God, I love not having roommates.
