She blushed at my words. Liv was so modest. It was as if she didn’t know just how amazing she was. We all saw it but her. I think that was what made her even better. Maybe one day I could be just as special.
"I wouldn't say that," she said, shaking her head in disagreement.
"Of course you wouldn't. That's why you're so great, Liv."
"Alright Twinkle Toes, don't forget to collect your money and let me know when you're able to fight again. I know with Abi you're going to have a harder time getting into the ring, but don't get rusty on me. Got it?" Davis pointed his finger at her playfully.
"Got it," she said with a nod and a smile.
"Are you coming back to our place?" Liv asked me as she grabbed Lucas' hand.
"No," I shook my head. "I'm going to stay a little while longer. I want to watch how people fight."
Liv's eyes widened in surprise before they wrinkled at the corners with a smile. It was as if she was excited that I wanted to see other matches.
"Have fun. Davis, take care of her." She pointed at him with narrowed eyes as she backed away with Lucas.
"Don't worry. I'll take great care of her." Davis eased her worries, but his words had my stomach swirling with need.
Am I developing a crush on the Viking?
"I'll see you tomorrow to take my niece shopping," I reminded her.
“Oh, trust me, I haven't forgotten.”
I watched them leave, unable to keep their hands to themselves as they walked away. Lucas clasped her hips as he guided her past the crowd. I could see the hunger in both their eyes. Abi would have a little sibling soon if they weren’t careful.
"Can you teach me now?" I turned and asked Davis, ready to learn how to fight right this instant.
"Now?"
I just nodded my head.I want to get stronger.
I woke up with every part of my body screaming at me. Davis wouldn't teach me how to fight until I toned my muscles, having me workout and lift last night. He said we'd be working out every day for at least an hour whenever we were able. He also told me we'd be having a seven o'clock run together every morning.
It was currently six and my body only hated me further for getting only four hours of sleep last night. My mind wouldn't stop racing with thoughts of Davis, then Chris, and finally Dad. It was a torturous run around. Yesterday afternoon had been great with Chris, but yesterday evening with Davis was so much more.
I need to be careful. I couldn't catch feelings for Davis.
I got dressed in a sports bra, mid calf leggings, and my running shoes. I wore a high ponytail, feeling the ends of my hair graze along the back of my neck. The stream of coffee pouring into my cup kept my gaze, causing me to doze off again. I kept thinking about Chris and then Davis. The vibration of my phone against the counter had me snapping out of my thoughts.
Chris:Can we meet for lunch?
Lisa:Sure, I'm free. Let me know when and where.
Dad clarified I had to be available to Chris whenever he asked. If he asked to meet, I had to be sure to say yes. If he asked me on a date, the answer had to be yes. Everything had to be yes, because we had to appear madly in love to the world when they announced our engagement. I was just glad Chris isn't poor company, even if he only makes me feel a fraction of the intensity I feel around Davis.
Chris:I'll come get you at 12:30, if that's okay? I want to take you somewhere that's a little hard to find if you've never been before.
His response actually got me excited. I was curious about the place he was talking about. It sounded nice.
Lisa:Sounds good to me. I can't wait!
Chris:Neither can I ;)
I smirked at his text, feeling giddy.
This was good. I should feel giddy about him.
