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    The Fighter's Girl
    The Fighter's Girl
    The Fighter's Girl
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    The Fighter's Girl

    By Jenika Snow

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    Izzy Castle's life is anything but exciting. Her only entertainment is working at an adult store, but even that leaves a lot to be desired. But when her roommate of only six months, Brock Larson, makes a move on her, Izzy decides that a little harmless sex with the cage fighter might be just what she needs to feel alive. But she has seen his other one-night stands do the walk of shame, and Izzy doesn't know if her heart can withstand that humiliation.

    Brock fights for the underground circuit. He takes what he wants, when he wants it, and makes no apologies for it. He wants Izzy, but it isn't for just one night—what he's used to. Izzy's his, and he will get his knuckles bloody proving that he may be roughened, but when he wants something as badly as he wants her, he won't give up.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEvernight Publishing
    Release dateNov 8, 2013
    ISBN9781771306355
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      The Fighter's Girl - Jenika Snow

      Published by Evernight Publishing at Smashwords

      www.evernightpublishing.com

      Copyright© 2013 Jenika Snow

      ISBN: 978-1-77130-635-5

      Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

      Editor: Karyn White

      ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

      WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

      This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      DEDICATION

      I know you probably wouldn't have read this story if you were still with us, because it wasn't your thing, but you would have still told me how proud you were of me. I love you, and thank you for being incredible. I never told you that enough.

      THE FIGHTER’S GIRL

      The Fighters of Absinthe, 1

      Jenika Snow

      Copyright © 2013

      Chapter One

      Brock spit out a mouthful of blood and turned back around to the drunk that was currently staring him down. He’d come in to Sly’s for a drink, but then a blonde with big tits had rubbed her shit all over him and set off her jealous biker boyfriend. Now here he was, out in a darkened alley with that bitch of a girlfriend screaming for her boyfriend, Butch, to knock his head off.

      Come on, boy, let’s see what chu got. The big biker ran his hand over his long, greying beard, and grinned. His yellow stained teeth flashed, but he held no amusement in his expression. He cracked his knuckles, and the impressive muscles in his arms flexed beneath his faded tattoos. This Butch guy might have a good two inches and thirty pounds on Brock, but what he didn’t have was a history of fighting dirty.

      When Brock didn’t respond the biker’s face twisted into something akin to rage, and he charged forward. Brock held his ground until he could smell the stench of sweat and liquor coming from the older man. Butch swung out, but Brock ducked right before his meaty fist connected with the side of his head. Twisting around until he was now facing the other guy’s back, he sent his fists out in rapid succession, connecting with the biker’s kidneys until he howled in pain. The biker may be a little bigger than Brock, but he lacked stamina and speed, and that was what would bring him down on his ass

      The big guy spun around and swung out. He had already sucker-punched Brock when they had stepped outside, and he wouldn’t get another opportunity. Brock feigned left, and swung right, hitting him square in the jaw and having Butch stumbling back. His girlfriend screamed out, but Brock tuned out everything else. He focused on this one moment, and even with the shadows everything because crystal clear. Over and over his slammed his fists into the biker, loving the sound of bones cracking and the grunts of pain from his opponent. The skin on his knuckles split, and the warmth of blood slipped along his clenched hand. When Butch fell to the ground, Brock was on top of him, never stopping in his onslaught until he heard the high pitched squeal of the biker’s girlfriend right at his ear. Only then did he move off the still form. He hadn’t killed Butch, but he had done some serious damage. He may fight in the underground circuit, bare knuckling with other guys for a living, but he also didn’t turn down a challenge for a back alley brawl. It let him release his anger and energy. Some called what he did fucked up, that fighting with other guys for bloody entertainment was barbaric and disgusting. But Brock thought it was a fine fucking outlet, and he embraced it.

      Fuck everyone else.

      ****

      The massive dildo that the customer set on the counter would have startled anyone else, but Izzy was used to it. Working at a sex shop wasn’t the most prestigious career, but it paid her bills and entertained her on most days. At twenty-five she certainly would have loved to do something else with her life, but she took everything in stride and made the most out of it. What else was she supposed to do but smile and be grateful for what she had?

      Hi. The girl who placed the monster on the counter looked down at the ground, her cheeks red as tomatoes. There were several gentleman shopping that stopped what they were doing and stared at the thick, black dildo on the counter, no doubt thinking all sort of lewd things that would be done with it.

      Hi, Hun. Izzy smiled, trying to offer comfort even though she could tell the couple was embarrassed. Clearly they were sex shop virgins, but that was the best type of customer. It was the pros who came in that creeped her out the most. She grabbed a set of batteries, opened up the package, and inserted them into the rubber cock. The couple that stood on the other side looked mortified, and Izzy couldn’t help but smile. They refused to watch what she was doing, but Izzy didn’t fault them for it. The guy, with his plaid vest and pressed khakis, and the girl in her tweed skirt and cardigan set, were certainly not the norm to frequent Slippery When Wet. Yeah, Izzy cringed every time she said the name as well. The massive, ten inch chunk of rubber wiggled across the counter once she turned it on. The guy’s eyes widened, and the girl slapped her hand over her mouth in total horror.

      Sorry, store policy to test all equipment since it is non-refundable. She was surprised, however, that the young couple had chosen the deluxe model. At a whopping nine inches long and as thick as her damn wrist the dildo dubbed, The Terminator wasn’t for the faint of heart. Izzy glanced up at the couple before continuing. You can see it is in working order. The couple finally looked up and nodded, both of their faces redder than hell. Sorry, don’t mean to have the damn thing doing a jig on the counter for all to see, but it is store policy. She finished ringing them up and handed them the discreet black plastic bag with their goodies inside. They smiled, but their embarrassment was still apparent. Listen, don’t feel weird about coming in here.

      They stopped and glanced at her a little surprised she had said something, no doubt.

      I mean, at least you don’t work here. They cracked a smile, and that made Izzy feel better that she had made them feel a little less awkward. She returned the gesture and watched them exit the store. There were no windows in the tiny shop, but it was late, and she was counting down the rest of the time she had to listen to the moans and groans coming from the jerk-off rooms in the back. The problem with working at a sex shop was there was no sense of time, and everything was crammed together for easy browsing. A glance at her watch told her she still had two more hours to go.

      Can you tell me if this movie is any good? A balding, middle aged man held up a DVD case in front of her face.

      Squirters Galore was a popular sell, but that really wasn’t what this man wanted to know. He was like every other lonely, middle-aged guy who came in here. He wanted to see her reaction, wanted to get a thrill from it. She responded the same way she did with every guy who asked her that question.

      Everything you need to know is explained on the back of the case. It is a popular seller, though. She pasted on a forced smile and hoped he didn’t push it, like some did. It wasn’t a dangerous job, just one where she had to deal with sexually charged men and women on a daily basis. Fortunately, he took the hint and went to explore the rest of the store.

      Boo.

      Izzy jumped in her seat and placed a hand over her chest. Turning around to see Caleb right behind her had Izzy’s pulse slowing. He held a cup of coffee in each hand, and his grin was wide.

      Scared yah, didn’t I?

      You’re an ass. She looked at her watch again. Why are you here already? I still have two more hours left on my shift.

      Caleb shrugged and handed her one of the cups. I was hoping I could bribe you with coffee and my dastardly good looks.

      Izzy raised her eyebrows, but took the offered paper cup. Why would you need to bribe me?

      "I need the extra money since I’m taking Maria out next weekend.

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