Chapter 33
Mason
When we got back to the hotel, I took a shower, bandaged up my wounds, and took a bunch of Ibuprofen. The adrenaline coursing through my veins dulled the pain of my swollen cheek and the nasty gash above my left eye, but come morning it would throb like hell along with the rest of my body. Sitting on the bed, I watched Claire move back and forth from the wardrobe as she packed up her things. I didn’t want to see her go, and now that Erick never found me after the fight, I had a strange feeling I was going to be here a lot longer than I expected.
“What are you going to do when I leave?” Claire asked as she folded up her clothes.
The whole car ride back to the hotel she was bouncing on air, excited that I’d won, and wouldn’t stop talking about the fight. However, once we
