Didn’t mean he got a free pass. Lucky couldpretendto give one, because, hell, he couldn’t stand much more of this. When had he gotten so out of shape? “No. If you hurt my sister, then I’ll kick your ass.”
“Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way. Let’s do what we came here for.” Jimmy struck like a whip, slamming a foot into Lucky’s hip.
Lucky staggered and righted himself. He wanted to play, did he? Lucky struck…
Jimmy grabbed Lucky’s wrists and crossed them. Lucky went airborne. The mat against his back knocked the breath out of him.
Jimmy stared upside down at Lucky. “Had enough?”
Lucky kicked—hard.
Jimmy went down, flipped, and landed upright. What the ever-loving fuck? He offered Lucky a hand.
Lucky slapped the hand away and climbed to his feet. A bit shakily, but still.
Jimmy turned and walked away.
“Hey, where you going?” Yep, Lucky won by default.
Jimmy whirled, ran three steps, and leapt. His knee cracked into Lucky’s breastbone.
Down Lucky went and stayed down. “Fu…” He panted.Someone, please, shoot me now.
“Mixed martial arts.” Lucky wanted to wipe the grin off Jimmy’s freckled face. “I’m not even considered that good. You should see my brother. He’s an instructor.”
Just Lucky’s luck to pick a fight with someone who could fight back.
