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  “Ah, the good old days,” she says, smiling. “And for your information, I know who “The Ghost” is too. He’s a great fighter.”

  What? She knows Lucas? This is so weird. I guess, at this point, it’s pretty clear that this girl is either a real fight fan or she trains herself. “No shit? How do you know Lucas?”

  “Believe it or not, I was there when he won his title. It was a great fight.”

  “So, you’re a fan? Don’t take this the wrong way, but you know a lot more about fighting than your average woman—and usually that either spells fan or fighter, and you look too delicate to be a fighter.”

  “Excuse me? Delicate? I’ll have you know I have a pretty good left hook—at least that’s what my brother always told me.”

  “Yeah, probably because you beat him up your entire life ‘cause you were older.”

  “That’s true. At least it was until he got bigger than me. I miss those days when I could still kick his ass. He’s actually the reason I’m here. He’s inside now. Back injury.”

  “Those are the worst. Hope he gets better soon. But you didn’t say—fan or fighter?”

  “I’m a big fan of MMA, let’s put it that way. And I don’t like to fight unless I have to, but if it came to it, I could hold my own. I’m scrappy.”

  I believe it. I’d love to see you scrap. Fuck, Damien, get your mind out of the gutter! “I bet.”

  “You have a fight coming up?” she asks.

  “Not at the moment. I just got back from Southeast Asia and I’m a little hobbled at the moment. That’s why I’m here. I’m itching to get back in there, though. I just need to heal up first.”

  “Is it bad?” she asks, looking down at my leg.

  “No, thank God. Just a little battered. Nothing crazy, but enough to make life annoying.”

  “What happened?”

  “I took too many kicks to the calf. Fucked my leg up good.”

  “Gotta check those kicks, right?”

  “You sound like my coach right now, you know that?”

  “Well, if I was your coach, you would have defended those kicks better and probably wouldn’t be here. Just saying.”

  I love how this girl takes no shit and isn’t afraid to joke around with me. And the fact that she’s a total smoke show doesn’t hurt either. I seriously can’t stop staring at her or picturing her naked, but then I start to worry that she’s another fight groupie. Those exist, and I’ve been with my fair share of them. That shit never works out—they’re the girls who just love the idea of a fighter, until they have to live with one. Most women aren’t about the kind of lifestyle a professional MMA fighter has to live—especially one who’s trying to make it into the biggest organization in the world.

  “My brother’s texting me he’s almost done in there, so I guess we have to cut our little convo short. Shame.”

  “It is. Now that you mention it, I’m going to see why it’s taking so long for me to get called.”

  “Good luck,” she says. “The secretary’s a little bit of a bitch.”

  Great. That’s just what I need. You know, because I’m so patient of a human being.

  I excuse myself for a second and go the receptionist’s desk. “Excuse me,” I say. The lady—who’s scrolling through Instagram and clicking gum—doesn’t even look up from her screen. I wait a few seconds and call her again. Nothing. Then I decide to step it up a notch. “Yo, lady.”

  That gets her attention. She’s an older woman, and one that looks like she hates her job more than I hate waiting to be called for my appointment. Not sure that’s even possible, because I’m pretty pissed off right now, but she’s pulling it off somehow. When she finally makes eye contact, she practically rolls her eyes at me. This is the last thing I need right now.

  “What do you want?” she asks. Somehow, she sounds exactly how I thought she would.

  “To be seen by the therapist before we elect a new president? That, and for you to drop your attitude.”

  “Name?” she says, not even noticing my insulting her.

  “Reyes. Damien Reyes.”

  “I don’t have you down.”

  You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. “No, there has to be some kind of mistake.”

  She looks up from her phone again when she hears my voice getting louder. “Sir, you’re going to have to calm down.”

  “No, lady. You’re going to have to get your face off of your screen and look back in that book again, because I definitely have an appointment.”

  She does what I ask, and I watch her to make sure she’s not messing with me, but even upside down I can see that my name isn’t there. So basically, I’ve been waiting for nothing.

  “Not here, sorry. You can schedule a new appointment right now or you can call.”

  “I did call.”

  “Apparently not.”

  I’ve had enough of this, and I’m about to lose my shit right here in the waiting room, so instead of that disaster I decide to swallow my pride and leave. Physical therapists are a dime a dozen—I don’t need this place.

  I step away from the receptionist’s desk, angry and sore, and remind myself where I am. Don’t flip out, Damien. Just take a deep breath.

  Before I walk out, I go over to my new friend one last time. “It was really nice meeting you. . . “

  “Harper. And it was nice meeting you too. I’m guessing you’re leaving?”

  “I have to. Otherwise I might break something. Apparently, they messed up their books. If they can’t get scheduling appointments done correctly, I’m not going to trust them with my leg.”

  “That’s sound logic,” she says.

  “Who knows,” I say. “Maybe I’ll see you around.”

  “You mean like at another PT’s office? That would be unlikely.”

  I laugh. I didn’t think it was possible, but she brought me out of a funk with a simple comment. Who is this girl, and why does she seem to have this effect on me? Who knows? “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

  “But hey, you never know. Maybe you’ll see me sooner than you think.”

  I don’t know what she means, but I hope that she’s right. I’m not sure why I didn’t act—normally I would have asked her for her number and been a little more aggressive, but I just walk out instead.

  I’m annoyed that I came all this way for nothing, but it was worth it just to spend a few minutes with her.

  I hope she’s right.

  And I really hope that I run into her again.

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