We locked eyes, chests heaving, skin smeared with dirt and blood. Three fights scattered the ground between us, but the heat that surged inside me had nothing to do with the violence in the air, and the skip in my heart accelerated, sending my pulse straight to my fuckin’ ears. A clattering roar that swamped every sense until it was just me and him staring at each other across a messy biker brawl.
