Best Friend's Brother #4 (Best Friend's Brother Romance Series - Book #4) by Taylor Alycia

Author:Taylor, Alycia [Taylor, Alycia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-04-03T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

ALEXA

The next day I went online and did a little job searching. I filled out a few applications, but my heart wasn’t really into it. I kept checking my phone every five minutes to see if I’d missed a call or a text. By that evening I still hadn’t heard from Ian. Dad got home when I was getting ready for the fight. I lied and told him I was going to meet Heather. I wasn’t in the habit of lying to my father, really. But until I knew where Ian and I stood, I didn’t want to talk to him and let his opinions…all negative, I’m sure, seep into my brain and influence my decisions.

I went to the fight and sat in my seat again near the back and waited. I had that tickle in my belly that I always got when I knew I was going to see him. I wasn’t sure how I was going to handle it if this thing between us was really over. I’d gotten even more attached than I had let myself admit. I even really liked this fight stuff, which was weird. I’d started using fight terms as analogies. For example, when he walked away from me yesterday, I felt like he had punched me in the gut.

I heard the crowd roar and everyone got to their feet as Ian made his way down the aisle. I stood up too, feeling the butterflies in my stomach take flight at the sight of him. People were chanting his name over and over. He looked almost oblivious to it and sadly, it reminded me again of yesterday and how oblivious he had been to my pleas.

My heart was beating hard like it always did when he took his place in the octagon. It was a mixture of fear of him getting hurt and excitement at watching him win. Even from back as far as I was sitting, the determination on his face was apparent. His name was still rolling off the announcer’s tongue as he turned and raised his hand in the air towards the crowd. He was confident and I thought that was so sexy. I could see the way he was focused on only the fight in the set of his jaw and I watched as he closed his eyes, took a deep breath and then open them at the sound of the bell.

Ian and his opponent, a guy named Bustin’ Billy, came to the center of the ring. The referee did his talk and they hit fists and separated…until the bell rang. As Ian came out towards Billy, I couldn’t help but look at his chiseled abs and chest and remember the last time I got to trace the muscles with my hands. I wanted to do it again…right now. The two men were circling each other, fists up…Ian’s eyes looked like a predator’s and I thought if I was Billy, I’d be very afraid.

Ian struck suddenly without warning, his fist connecting against Billy’s midriff.

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