I've been smoked out of heaven
I won't go down easy
Honestly, I could have ended the fight when we pushed away from each other and am actually about to say something, but Saiden starts to circle like a fuckin’ dog on the prowl, and I know we ain’t done. Shutting my mouth, I circle with him, crouching down, holding arms 'n elbows in and ready to shift one way or another. Staying light on your feet is difficult in the dry, sandy dirt, but it's good practice. I try to keep rotating, and when he doesn’t make a move, I look at him funny. “You want to keep goin’ or we done?” I ask, trying to keep my focus on his weapon. Distraction would be something I’d employ, but honestly, I wouldn’t put it past pretty boy to try it.may not be brave, but I'm stubborn as hell
RAZA
