years ago. I could no longer offer her this perk. “Easton Braun and Reign De La Salle, man. I’d like to be the pastrami between their buns.” She fanned herself. “But West St. Claire was the cheddar on the taco. I think he fought today.” “He didn’t look too beat up to me.” I turned off the grill, taking out the cleaning products from the cabinet next to the fridge. “That’s because he wipes the floor with these guys. Though, I hear sometimes he lets them throw in a punch or two, just so people will bet on someone else. God help me, his eyes.” Karlie sucked on the remainder of her slushie, before
...more
