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The asshole clocked Alex in the jaw and iy, metallic flavor filled his mouth He turned his head, spit out the blood, and turned back to Karson Alex shouldn’t have drank so much, and he certainly shouldn’t have hit on the beefy wrestler’s girlfriend, especially when he knew Karson had one hell of a temper

But Alex did like to live on the edge, and what hot-blooded ht? He was also just drunk enough that he didn’t give a fuck and felt like he had the strength of five men

“You’re a stupid fucking prick, and I’rowled low and rolled his head back and forth on his shoulders He grinned slowly and cracked his knuckles as he stared at Alex with bloodlust in his eyes

Alex ood three inches on the wrestler’s six-foot frae wrestling Hell, the guy didn’t even have a neck

The frat house party was in full swing, but a hoard of people had congregated around theible, and the pounding bass of the rapfor theh Alex’s veins

The alcohol becahtened to his full six-foot-three height, rolled his shoulders, and got ready to get dirty

“Well, come on then” Karson’s face turned a deep shade of red, not soht red hair and splashing of freckles along his cheeks and the bridge of his nose

The burly fucker charged hi his movements to be sloppy and uncoordinated Slow Alex hts to do this shit in his sleep

A fist ca his arm back and then forward, he slammed his knuckles into Karson’s jaw Karson’s lip split instantly and blood started a slow trail down his chin The croild, and Alex would be lying if he said he wasn’t getting off on it

Their chants for more became a rhythain A right hook to the chin, and then a punch to the gut had Karson doubling over and grunting in pain

“You fucker” Karson turned his head and spit out a mouthful of saliva and blood