“But by the time he reached the gate, the white-haired man was helping the victorious fighter into a waiting limo. He was about to get in after her when a woman burst free from the crowd and lunged at him. She was a strapping five foot nine and 150 pounds of pissed-off muscle. Big shoulders, big hands, and big natural breasts. Young, too, barely old enough to buy a legal drink. Her frizzy red hair was messy and coming loose from her ponytail. Her blue-flame eyes were hot and narrow, burning with... passionate fury. She might have been pretty in a homespun, midwestern farm-girl kind of way if her freckled face weren’t flushed crimson and distorted with anger, a single thick vein pulsing in her forehead. The tattooed, rotten-faced thugs grabbed her arms to haul her back, but to Matt’s surprise, she easily broke free from their grip, elbowing one in his substantial gut and stomping hard on another’s instep. While she was distracted, the bald-headed thug stepped up and let her have it with a ton-of-bricks fist that should have laid her out flat.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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