“What can I say?” She pivoted and faced Ace, put a glove on her hip. “I give good combo.”
He exhibited a lame blush. Bobby and Blondie voiced their pleasure, though the teenaged men reacted with stares and unintelligible mutters, infatuation locked into a higher gear. Shocker was putting on a show, and I felt cool for being a part of it.
Gay bow, my subconscious chuckled. Gay. Bow.
“This girl is on FIIIRRRE!” Alicia screamed beautifully, foreshadowing my opponent's next moves. I stretched my jab out in rapid succession, chasing her, seeking a range for my right-hand. She ducked, slipped, slapped down my gloves, having to really get busy under my assault. Exclamations from bystanders overwhelmed Blondie's and Ace's fostering from the corners.
Suddenly, she weaved and was under my arms,
