6
TYLER
“Dude, I think you lost your touch,” Cole teased, chuckling loudly. He was standing with Bree, so I walked over and joined them, after I watched the feisty, blonde-haired vixen walk out the front doors. So I’m not her type, huh? We’ll see about that.
Cole Bennett was one of my closest friends and competing in his second year for the Light Heavyweight title. He also had a smart a*s mouth, which I needed to make sure took a hard hit the next time I sparred with him. He was one of the good fighters, but his mouth was sure to get him into trouble one day. Most could say that about me too, especially when I joked around with my friends and their women. Pushing the limits was what I was good at, plus I had fun doing it.
Bree smiled apologetically and shrugged her shoulders. “Sorry ab
