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RYLEY
It was Saturday night and we were at Staples Center, where I’d be competing in the last fight before the title match next weekend in Las Vegas. The announcer just called out my brother’s name and the crowd went wild. If I went out there to watch his fight, I know I’d find myself trying to jump up in there and kick his a*s myself. My coach thought it would be best if I didn’t watch it.
“I can’t believe he did that to you,” Danny growled low, wrapping my hands. “Your father would have beat the s**t out of him. The only thing I can think of is his jealousy over you. I’ve seen it for the past couple of years.”
“Jealousy or not, he still shouldn’t be doing this.”
“I agree, but at least everything else is going great. You haven’t told your family about the baby yet have you? I talk
