Chapter Thirteen

"Well if it isn't Kylie? Are you still feeling tough?" Nick commented snidely.

"Really, I'm sure that you're capable of not being a jerk. If you think you're strong and such a skilled fighter. How about wearing a blindfold and I promise I'll only use a finger to attack?" I smiled over sweetly.

"Just don't go crying. If I win, I get one night," he leered.

"Alright, if you win." I agreed with a shrug. He placed the blindfold over his eyes and five seconds later I'd paralysed him using pressure points having struck them with a finger as I'd stated earlier. I removed his blindfold and grinned. "You want another go?" I asked as I released his paralysis with a carefully practiced slam to the chest. Without wasting time he lunged at me while I was still close and I simply ducked and side stepped him. I had to give him a little fighting credit. At least his stance was good and so was the swing of his arm. He faked a right blow to my head and brought his leg up hoping to kick me. I stepped sli