Chapter 31
Claire
My knuckles were white and my hands were numb by the time the first two rounds were done. Breathing hard and bodies glistening with sweat, Mason and Matt were both bleeding, Mason from above his left eye and Matt from his right cheek. I’d watched Mason fight Chase with no problems, but this one was way more intense.
“Kitten, you can let go of the chair now,” Jake teased, “Relax, they still have thirty seconds before round three.”
Relax? Yeah, right.
Each round lasted five minutes a piece with a one minute break in between. The fight was scheduled to be only three rounds long, but if they kept fighting the way they were it was probably going to extend to another round or two. Tyler wiped the blood off of Mason’s face and used a water bottle to squirt some water in his
