SWOLLEN: A Secret Baby Sports Romance Read Free

watched instead and took notes for next time.
    I’m on the way home when I see her, practically running down the street, three big men around her like bees fighting to get nectar out of a flower.
    She’s a gorgeous thing as well, but nothing about this situation looks good to me. It’s the middle of the night, the streets are deserted, this is not a good neighborhood anyway and she doesn’t look like she’s with them at all. She looks like she’s trying to run away and can’t.
    I wasn’t going to fight again, and my hand could do with some ice, but I can’t let this pass. Bad things happen to women all over this city and I’m not prepared to let that happen here.
    I go over, quickly, and I’m up in front of them blocking their way before they have a chance to react.
    Three men, but nothing I haven’t come up against before, and, anyway, I’m not here to fight, I’m here to find out what they fuck they are doing intimidating someone who’s just finished work and is on their way home. I could smell the alcohol from the other side of the street, and now I can see the badge on the work uniform under her coat, the situation makes absolute sense.
    I hate people that think they can intimidate others. I’m conscious of that myself around women, and even though I’m not that big, I’m wiry and muscular and extremely powerful.
    At least two of these three guys look like they go to the gym, but lifting weights and making muscle isn’t the same as knowing how to use it.
    “ Everything alright?” I say casually.
    “ Everything’s fine”, the biggest guy says back to me.
    “ I wasn’t asking you”, I say directing my question again to the girl, who from here I can see is absolutely stunning. “Are you alright?”
    “ I was before these guys decided to try and walk me home, yeah.”
    “ Just trying to be friendly”, the scrawniest of the guys says, his eyes shifty.
    “ I think she’s fine without you”, I say.
    “ That’s none of your business”, the big guy says.
    “ I’m going home”, the girl says, her hands up in the air passively.
    “ A young girl out here on her own, anything can happen”, the big guy says, reaching for her wrist. “Best we make sure she gets home okay.”
    The girl tries to pull her hand away but the guy won’t let her, and suddenly the situation has changed between us. I sigh, look at the girl and then work out how best to play this.
    “ You don’t want to do that”, I say.
    “ Leave”, the scrawny guy says, stepping towards me with a switchblade held prone.
    This is ridiculous. I’ve seen some crazy stuff on the streets before, and been in situations similar to this, but these guys are clearly drunk and even though there are three of them and they are armed, they have no idea what I’m capable of. Where do they think I’ve come from at this time of night?
    Talk about fucking stupid.
    The girl looks scared, which is pretty understandable considering there are four guys surrounding her, one of which has a knife and the other a hand around her wrist.
    “ Last chance”, I say, the tension palpable between us.
    Big guy and his gym buddy look at each other and laugh. “Don’t be fucking stupid”, gym buddy says and comes for me.
    It isn’t pretty, but fighting never is, street fighting even less so. I try and make it quick, but even then it’s impossible to avoid the odd shocking injury.  By the time the big guy hits the deck, scrawny guy has run away, and gym buddy has been completely neutralized with one bone-crunching punch, the pretty girl is half way down the street, running for her life.
    I should probably leave her to it, especially now the threat has been removed, but something about her makes me want to make sure she’s absolutely, one-hundred percent okay. One conversation to confirm it and I’m on my way. These guys can wallow in their own blood and piss for all I care, right now, my attention is needed elsewhere.
     
    Jasmine
    I’m not exactly