As I took a seat on the couch with a huge bowl of pasta in hand, I turned on an old taping of Zach Galifianakis,Live at the Purple Onion.I was already laughing before he even finished telling the first joke. Even though I had seen his bits time after time, Zach had a direct connection to my funny bone.
My cell vibrated in my pocket with a message.
Omar: Tickets are ready and waiting.
Me: Thanks.
Omar: Still don’t know if this is a good idea or not, kid.
Me: I don’t care. It’s happening.
I got giddy and was thankful for an excuse to talk to Olive. I paused the show and dialed her number. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears as the ringing started.
“Hello?”
“Hey, it’s Griffin.”
“Hi! How’re you?” I could hear water running in the background.
“Did I catch you at a bad time?”
“No, I was just filling a bath. It’s been a long day. A nice soak is exactly what the doctor ordered.”
“Damn, I wish I was there to join you.” My dick twitched thinking about how gorgeous Liv’s body was soaking wet.
“That would be so nice,” she cooed.
“Well, I won’t keep you. I just wanted to let you know the tickets are waiting for you like promised.”
“Great! I am super stoked, and so is Shaw.”
“Awesome. So, I guess I will see you tomorrow night.”
“That you will.”
* * *
In the locker room, only about an hour before my fight, all I could think about was how excited I was for Olive to see me in action. I had never invited a chick to one of my matches before because I was always worried I would be too focused on them and not fight at the top of my game.
Olive was different. I knew having her there would breathe air into my fire, not choke it out. Omar was still worried about it, but I couldn’t have cared less. I was just going to have to prove him wrong and not let her affect my performance.
Checking my phone, I saw a message from Liv.
Olive: These seats are incredible. This is so freaking exciting.
Me: I’m glad Omar got you a good spot. I’ll be fighting soon.
Olive: Can’t wait to cheer you on.
Me: I can’t wait to see you.
Omar popped his head into the room. “You ready?”
I jumped a few times. “Let’s do this.”
Chapter 15
Olive
