“That middleweight from Boston is here tonight. You want in on that?” Donovan asks, breaking our moment.

I look up at him and then to Pandora, raising my eyebrow in a question. She licks her lips, and I see a blush creep across her cheeks as she nods.

“Yeah, I’m fighting,” I say to Donovan.

“All right. I’ll set it up,” he says, and disappears through the crowd.

I drink my beer, and Pandora watches me, eyes locked on my mouth and then on my throat when I swallow. Her body is so hot, and I can see the change in her breathing, see her hard nipples poking against the thin white shirt.

“You stay beside Ezra until it’s finished,” I say. It’s not a question, but she nods. “And you stay where I can see you. Right up front.”

“It’s done,” Donovan says, coming back over. “You’re up in ten.”

“Let’s go change,” I say, getting off the stool and pulling Pandora behind me.

I take her into the bathroom and lock the door. I push her up against it and lift her, letting her legs wrap around my waist.

“Tell you what, baby. However many seconds it takes me to knock that guy out is how many hours I’m going to spend between your legs when we get home.”

“Is that a threat?” she asks smugly.

“You saw me KO that guy in about a second. You sure you want me to go that quick?” I give her my cocky smile that I know makes her wet, and I’m not disappointed when she rubs her lower half against me.

“Take your time,” she says, but then she becomes serious. “Be careful, okay?”

“You just take care of what’s most important to me, and I’ll do the rest.” I kiss her softly and then drop her to her feet so I can change.

When I’ve got on my loose shorts and no shirt, she looks me over like I’m a piece of meat and she’s a vegan who just fell off the wagon.

“You keep giving me eyes like that and I’ll have to fuck you right now.”

There’s a loud pounding on the door. “You’re up, Rolly.”

“Promises, promises,” Pandora says, and runs her hand across my chest. “Put your shirt on right after. I don’t like other women seeing you without it on.”

I reach into my bag and pull it out, slipping it back on over my head. She looks at me with shock on her face, and I wink. “For your eyes only.”

We walk out and make our way over to the ring. I stand at the edge, and Ezra is right there beside Pandora, waiting on her.