Silent No More(48)

“Whatever. When are we going up there?” I ask as I flip the pancake. I place the spatula on the counter and retrieve a plate from the cabinet.

“Right after you feed me,” he responds.

“Can you get the maple syrup out of the pantry please?” I plate his pancake and walk it over to his chair.

“Sure,” he responds, pushing his chair up. He heads toward the pantry; I can’t help but check out his cute ass as he walks. Shaking my head, I refocus and pour in more batter to make my pancake.

“Jase has a fight tonight. Do you want to go with me to watch?” he asks as he sits back down.

“Absolutely,” I say enthusiastically. That sounds fun. I’ve never seen a live fight. Well nothing outside of a gym. I flip my pancake and then retrieve a plate for myself.

“Sweet, because you were going anyway.” He takes a bite of his pancake and smiles up at me. I roll my eyes as I’m plating my pancake. I decide it’s best to keep all smartass comments to myself. No need to poke the tiger.

I take a seat next to him and start eating. Once he is done, he pushes his chair back and takes his plate to the sink.

“Thanks for breakfast, babe.” He walks back up to me and kisses me on the forehead.

“You’re welcome,” I tell him as I take the last bite of food from my plate and put it in my mouth.

“I’m going to take the dogs for a quick walk, and then we will head over to Knocked Out.” He grabs two leashes from a drawer in my kitchen and calls for the dogs. They readily obey their master.

“Okay, I’ll change and be ready by the time you get back.” I push my chair back and take my dishes to the sink. Nick heads out the front door and the dogs follow along.

It doesn’t take me long to organize myself. In a short time, I’m sitting down on my couch, and just as I pick up a magazine to start thumbing through it, I hear the door open. Looking up, I see Nick walking through the entrance with the dogs.

“You ready?” he asks as he squats down on his haunches and removes the dogs leashes. Once Niko is released from the leash, he shakes his body, causing some loose fur to fly off. He trots off and Charmin follows suit.

“Yes,” I respond as I stand and head to the door. Nick follows me out and locks the door behind him. Nick has his own set of keys to my house, so I don’t bother to bring mine.

He clicks a button on his key fob and the doors unlock to his car. I climb in the passenger seat and he settles into the driver’s. The radio blasts “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails, and I immediately blush thinking of the lyrics of that song. Nick glances over and smirks.

“Something about this song you like?” He pulls out of my driveway.

“Perhaps,” I say and leave it at that. No need to feed his ego, but God, does he fuck like an animal and I love it. Who knew having this much sex would make a woman happy. Maybe I should have tried it more. Then again, I was dating a minuteman, so the amount would not have helped.

The drive to Knocked Out isn’t long. Nick pulls into a Starbucks drive-thru, which is located across the street and orders four specialty coffees.

“I hope one of these is for me,” I say as he passes me the cardboard holder with all four drinks.

“Yes. My sister has to have coffee every morning. If she doesn’t, she turns into a major bitch that no one wants to be around.” He puts the gearshift into drive and we make our way to the parking lot at Knocked Out.

As we walk into the building, Nikki is marching in our direction. “What the fuck took you both so long? I’m dying here.” She is being a tad bit dramatic with her hand gestures.

“If you needed coffee so badly, you should have walked your ass over and gotten one. You could be more grateful,” Nick tells his sister. She rolls her eyes as she takes two of the coffees out of the container I’m holding. Nick takes one for himself and I take mine. As Nikki walks over to hand one of the cups to Jase, I discard the cardboard container in a trashcan by the door.

Nick has made his way over to them and I follow. Nikki turns, facing me as I walk up.

“So are you ready to show me what you can do?” She is as enthusiastic as she was last night when she found out I box.

“I guess,” I say as I shrug my shoulders.

“Nikki, don’t beat up my girl.” Nick grabs me with his left arm, pulling my back to his front.

“Thanks for the vote of confidence,” I say as I look up at him. He takes a sip of his coffee as he stares down at me.

“It has nothing to do with my confidence in you. I just know my sister, and she is pretty fucking good. Plus, she fights dirty.” He looks at his sister with pride.