“I care because she's just going to bring you down. Where are you going with this?”
“I don't know. But I assure you that Brian doesn't stand a chance; he’s hardly a threat to me. I don't know if anything will come of Natalie and me, but I would like to determine that for myself.”
“She must have beer-flavored nipples, man, ‘cause there are hotter girls out there than she is.”
“I don't know about that. Natalie is stunning.”
Kyle stared at me in disbelief. “She's not bad-looking, but do you remember that octagon girl from last night?”
I nodded; I remembered all too well.
“She was smoking hot. She was practically humping you in the locker room before your fight, and then followed you around all night long. If I were you, I would have bent her over somewhere and had my way with her. That's the kind of ass you should be chasing. She would have been a good one to keep around for a few nights.”
“I wasn't interested.”
“You're crazy. Did you see her face when you told her she wasn't coming home with you last night? You broke the girl’s heart, to be sure.”
“She will recover, I'm sure. She was probably on the next fighter after me. I'm a dime a dozen in her world.”
Kyle laughed. “Man, you are a real piece of work.”
“I could snap my fingers, and a hundred girls like that would be by my side. It gets old, man. Don't you find that boring now?”
“No shot; I love it. I have no intention of settling down. I will take an octagon girl home any day.”
I chuckled. “Well, you should have taken her home, then.”
“Yeah, I wish. She only had eyes for you, my main man.”
I started to dig into my breakfast feverishly. I was starving, and I was about done with the conversation with Kyle. He had no clue what he was talking about, and he was the reason girls like Natalie didn't trust guys like me. I was no different; I had spent many years behaving like an idiot, too, and because of that, Natalie may never spend any time with me. I hoped, however, to eventually change her mind.
Chapter Nine
Natalie
“Julie, you just have to leave, and that's that.”
“Come on, Natalie, be reasonable. You can't expect me to leave after saying something like that.”
I laughed gleefully. “I didn't mean to get your blood pressure raised, but I had to tell you in order to get you out of here.”
“Please, let me stay. I will just peek around the corner.”
“Be serious. If you want to see Jet without his clothes on, you just needed to be at the fight the other night.”
“You are so cruel.”
“I'm sorry, but I can't have him here to draw with you drooling in the corner.”
“Are you guys going to do the nasty after you're done?”
I giggled at the thought. “Not likely.”
“Okay, so how long am I expected to be gone this time?”
“I don't know. Can I just text you? Are you going to be at the library?”
“Yeah, probably. I have an essay to write that I was hoping to do in the comfort of my own home. But I guess I will do it at the library.”