Page 81 of Vicious Knight
“If you can hit me, all of you can go.” I smirk.
“That sounds like I won't be able to hit you.” Kade shrugs and glances at the others.
“It's in your best interest that you try.”
“All right, boss. Let's go.”
Kade lunges forward with a jab. I dodge it. He's fast but not fast enough. He comes at me again with a left hook, then an uppercut. I dodge both and throw a cross punch right in his face. He staggers backwards but catches his footing. Then he tries it all over again.
"Come on, Kade. Stop fucking around. Give me all you got. Convince me you want me to pick you for the unit."
That order seems to wake him up. It's like someone switched on a light in his head and his moves become sharper, stronger, swifter.
We take things up a notch and really fight. Suddenly everyone stops to watch us, because as good as Kade is, he can't touch me.
Minutes pass with us dancing around. Admittedly, the exercise helps me blow off the steam I'm desperate to release. Finally Kade's fist connects with my jaw but I hit him at the same time.
We freeze mid-stride with our fists striking the other's jaw and I smile at him. I take pride that I'm the best but I feel in this instance I'm only the best if I can teach my students to be as good as me. If not better.
"Well done. You got me." I grin back at him, impressed.
Kade smiles and steps back to release me. I release him, too.
"I've never fought anyone as good as you," he says.
"Don't let that get to his head," Caspian calls out.
"Get out of here. Practice, and don't come back tomorrow throwing punches like pussies." I point to the door.
They head out and I move toward Caspian and Lucian to help with the others. We finish half an hour later and discuss the plans for the week.
When it's over I decide I need some air and a break. I have an hour to kill before my last class for the day, where I'll see Aiden.
Things are getting to the point now where I feel like I'm at a crossroads and I don't know which way to go. It's not a good place to be because it means that I’m living my life in uncertainty.
I head to the balcony of the gym and light up a cigarette. Taking a long drag, I hope that some much-needed nicotine will help me collect myself before I have to go.
I rest my hands on the metal rail and look around me. There aren’t many people on campus below. It’s Tuesday, the busiest day of the week for classes.
At Raventhorn everything is scheduled earlier in the week to allow more free time toward the weekend. I’ve always liked that about this place.
I’m about to take another drag when I look to my left and spot Ivy sitting outside the café. She’s talking to a curly-haired guy and laughing.
A closer fucking look reveals the curly-haired guy isn’t any ordinary guy. It’s Aiden. My fucking nemesis.
My blood instantly rises to volcanic temperatures and I see red. I keep seeing that color a lot these days. A fuck of a lot more than I want to.
What’s he doing talking to her?
I mull over how this coincidence could have come about and two answers slam into my mind.
The first is that Aiden's minor is English literature. But he’s a junior; she is a freshman. They don’t usually mix in classes unless they’re tutoring.
The other glaring answer is my uncle. My dear, dickwad uncle.
It was only the other day that he cautioned me about Ivy. Since he’ll do anything to screw with me, despite telling me to get Ivy out of my system this has his name written all over it.
I don’t give a flying fuck what the reasoning is. She’s mine and Aiden is not getting her in any kind of way.