Fighting for Us - Bella Emy Page 0,10

Shannon chuckles.

“What?” I ask, turning my gaze from the door to look at them.

I was watching a guy as he stormed out of the building. He was intimidating. I’ve never seen a guy up close that massive before. Plus, he didn’t even look all that friendly. He looked downright scary. I wonder what had gotten him so upset.

The woman three tables over called out to him. Lorenzo, she called, but he didn’t stop. I wonder if she’s his wife. Something she did upset him because he didn’t even acknowledge her.

When our eyes met, it was as if he were looking right into my soul. It sent goose bumps down my spine.

“I’m just saying, that lady must have really pissed that guy off for him to walk out of here the way he did, without even looking back at her,” Emy says.

“Yeah, but he sure did give you a captivating stare,” Shannon says, turning to face me.

“What are you talking about?” I ask.

The girls turn to face one another and smirk.

“Girl, please. Don’t even lie and say you didn’t notice because you totally stared back at him. And I can’t even blame you. He was gorgeous,” Emy states, then takes a sip from her cup.

Dammit, they noticed.

Shannon nods, looking at Emy. “He was really gorgeous.”

“And I think his anger added to his hotness… Like, can you imagine the damage he would do to a girl being that full of rage? Just lying underneath him? Oh my God… I would love to find out,” Emy says.

I roll my eyes. “You two are insane.”

Shannon pushes her hair out of her eyes. “Carissa, I’m sorry, but Em is right… He looks like he could literally destroy somebody, and I would love to be on the receiving end as well, just saying.” She holds up her hands defensively and says, “If I were single, of course.”

I roll my eyes again.

Emy places a hand underneath her chin. “I’m really curious as to why I’ve never seen any of them before. This isn’t that big of a town.”

“Maybe they don’t get out much,” Shannon states.

“Then macho man who just left would be perfect for Carissa.” Emy smiles at me, her dark hair glimmering in the low lighting above our heads.

Shaking my head, I bite off a piece of candy cane and look back at the table where the furious man was sitting. The two other people, a man and a woman, who were sitting with him are still there, but now they’re bickering about something I can’t make out. The man looks a lot like him. He could pass for his brother. The woman on the other hand looks nothing like either one. It’s what makes me think she’s his wife or girlfriend. But if so, something still doesn’t add up.

“Cariss, are you ever going to pick up your drink and down it?” Shannon asks.

“Yeah, put the candy cane down and drink, woman!” Emy says.

I shrug. I’m not a big drinker. I don’t like the feeling I get afterward. “Maybe.”

Both of them roll their eyes. Surprise, surprise.

“One day we’ll get her to throw them back… one day,” Emy says.

“Yeah and then I bet she’ll drink both of us under the table.” Shannon laughs and takes another sip.

Rolling my eyes yet again, I say, “You two are something else. Do you know that?”

“We do,” they say in unison. You’d think these two were best friends and I’m just the third wheel.

“Anyway, back to the match coming up in two weeks… You’re going to come, right?” Emy asks, fluttering her eyelashes at me.

“What?”

Emy pulls out the same flyer from earlier and places it down onto the table. “Two weeks. Straight fire. Look at these hotties.”

I stare at the ad in front of me but don’t really know what to say. Both of them want me to go, but I’m not sure I want to.

Shannon bites down on her bottom lip. “They are all freaking hot, but Guns is definitely the hottest one,” she says, pointing at the man in the center, the one she had nicknamed earlier today at my apartment.

Emy lets out a sigh. “He really is. What I would give to see him up close and personal.”

Shannon nods. “Me too.”

“Look at this one though. He’s just as hot… damn,” she says, pointing at another guy next to Guns.

Jesus, I can’t believe they’ve got me calling him that too.

Emy turns to face me. “So, what do you say? Are you down or what? It’ll be loads of fun.”

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