Fight (MMA Romance Club Book 1)

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Author: Nicolette Pine
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pick from. “I’ll just take a classic cheese, please.” 
    The man nodded and headed away from the counter. Thirty seconds later he returned with two steaming hot slices of pizza. “A classic cheese for the lady.” He handed it to me, wrapped in a brown paper bag. “And for the…er, gentleman, a bacon, mushroom, olive.”
    “Thank you.” Jacob nodded as he took the brown paper bag from the kid; after he slipped him a bill we made our way towards the door.
    “Don’t you want your change?”
    “Nope, just keep it!” Jacob shot over his shoulder as I pulled the door open for him and motioned for him to go first.
    As soon as we were outside I pulled the oversized slice of pizza from the bag and took a small bite.
    “Oh God, this is amazing.” I risked burning my tongue and took another, larger, bite. It was worth it.
    “What was your childhood like?”
    I shrugged. “It was normal, I think. I’m not really sure what normal is to most people, honestly. But it wasn’t exciting. My mom let me hang out with friends whenever I wanted. I lived at Carly’s more than my own house. My dad lived with us, but he wasn’t really…part of the family. My parents never got divorced because they didn’t believe in it, but the fact of the matter was that my parents’ marriage ended when I was fourteen. They were civil to each other and everything, but they just didn’t love each other. My parents have both had significant others for years. They both seem okay with it.” It sounded so strange, normally people couldn’t wrap their heads around it so I didn’t like telling them, but I needed something to tell him and there was nothing else remotely interesting about me. “Other than that, my life was normal. I graduated school with mostly As and Bs. I spent most of my time with my friends. When I graduated high school I worked for three years nonstop and then I moved out on my own, well with my best friend.”
    “Impressive. For someone to work so much I mean.”
    I felt a blush touch my cheeks but didn’t say anything. I wasn’t used to being called impressive. I had no clue how to react.
    We walked back to the hotel, mostly in silence, other than an occasional comment or question.  Billboards and neon signs lit the entire way. The streetlights were there, but compared to the neon that highlighted the bars and clubs they were barely noticeable. The sidewalks were still busy as people walked past us. Taxis had their lights on in the dark, and the traffic seemed to be getting heavier. In the distance all I could see were buildings lit up in the sky showing signs of life in a city that seemed to never sleep.
     

Chapter Four
     
    Jacob had insisted on getting us each a room. He said he didn’t want me to feel uncomfortable sharing a room, even if there were two beds in it.
    We took the elevator to the second floor, got off and headed left. Our rooms were near the elevator.
    Jacob used the key card and pushed the door open, motioning for me to step inside first.
    It was small, but lavish. I didn’t know what he’d paid for it, but it was clearly one of their nicer rooms. The left wall held a huge TV, bigger than I had ever seen before actually, and the wall right in front of us had floor-to-ceiling windows. The right wall was black, unlike the other ones that were off white, and had a huge bed against it. The bed itself was crisp and white, a red headboard and four black pillows and a fuzzy red blanket.
    I tore into the last bit of my pizza. It’s official; this is like the best date ever.  I was sure no one was going to be able to give me another night that would be anywhere near this amazing.
    I turned to him, opening my mouth to say something, but our eyes locked and for some reason I couldn’t bring myself to say anything. My heart jumped into my throat and butterflies fluttered in my stomach. I swallowed my food and cleared my throat.
    “So, do you want me to walk you to your room? Or would you like to stay

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