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I tell him, bouncing on my toes to keep the blood pumping. Mickey ignores my words to come up and grab me by the back of the neck, pulling my six foot five inch frame down to his nearly five foot nothing so that we’re forehead to forehead. “You ready, kid? This is your biggest fight to date. This fucker is damn good.” I smile, putting my hands on his shoulders. “Not as good as me.” Finally, Mickey smiles. He smacks me lightly on the face. “Damn straight.” Turning to Jimmy, who just walked in the door to call us out, Mickey says, “Tape him up as we walk.”

She gave me a big, distant look and leaned back in her chair like the worm might leap across the table at her. “Oh my god, he’s in THAT age, huh,” she said, half-laughing, half-horrified. Micah, undeterred by her tone, spun toward her. “Auntie Mia! Look! Mr. Wiggles wants to say hi too!” He lunged forward, arms wide open for one of his signature tackle-hugs, dirt-streaked hands and all.

I gulped down the whole water in the glass and I breathed in relief. Damn!! That lady's backside is out of this world. And she's fucking curvy. God! What am I even thinking? "Why did you choke, Michael?" Maya asked me. "Nothing." I simply replied. "Guys watch this." James said, showing us a video on his phone. The video was trending on the internet. It was the video of the lady who just interviewed, and she was exchanging words with a guy. "Wow!!!!" James and Maya exclaimed at the same time as we watched as the lady smashed a guy on the ground.

She needs me. *Maaaate! Mate! Mine, mine! She needs us,* Mick growls, as he pushes through me, shredding my clothes. When we’re on four legs there are screams and the sound of people moving all over. Travis fully understands that the humans have tranquilizer darts for situations like this, but Mick doesn’t give a shit.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

] [Sticker] Her boyfriend even sent James a sticker with a winking eye, making her mind subconsciously imagine if her boyfriend doing the same thing as James' sticker did just now. ***

"You’re deaf or something? If a girl says she doesn’t want to come with you, then you let go of her." "And who the fuck are you?" Mike pushes his face to James, and I try to hold James back. "James, please. Let’s just leave." He doesn’t listen and swats my hand away. Turning to Mike, he says, "The one who’ll teach you a lesson for messing with her." "What the fuck is this bastard saying?" Mike laughs, and I gasp, holding my hand over my mouth when James throws a punch to his face. "James!"

I had no idea what we were talking about anymore. All I could hear is laughter making me laugh harder and then James stood up on our table and showed us his mickey mouse tattoo on his butt cheek. We were laughing so hard that River was about to roll on the floor. At that point I knew, "Man, we are in for one hell of a night." ---END OF CHAPTER EIGHT---

We share a lighthearted Eskimo kiss, our noses brushing together affectionately. "You're such a jealous soul," Mick teases, his eyes twinkling with amusement. I smirk and playfully retort, "Well, she was definitely checking you out." Mick bursts into laughter, his deep chuckles filling the room. "Should I skip my gym sessions then? Maybe I'll become a bit chubby, and no girl will look at me," he teases, raising an eyebrow mischievously. I playfully consider his suggestion, putting my index finger on my chin to feign deep thought. "Hmm, not a bad idea. But then, will I even bother to look at you?" I reply, pretending to weigh the options.

Katty squeezed her lips in irritation while eyeing James coldly. "Oh, little bunny is getting angry! Bunny is not in a bad mood, please smile like a fool again. I think I missed your poop dance!" James laughed. "Oh! My stomach hurts, but still I can't stop laughing, oh my god."