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Authors: Lane Hart
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The sold-out crowd of ten thousand in the Patriot Center in Fairfax is a force to be reckoned with. Kind of scary actually.
"These people are nuts," I have to yell to Sadie, so she will hear me over the noise.
"Yeah, they are. Especially the women," she giggles.
"Jax is clearly the fan favorite," I notice, from all the signs and the
Havoc
griffon logos in the stands.
"Uh-huh. Jax is the best, and I’m betting Jude will be, too, soon," she says wistfully.
I know Jax is incredible, but seeing it is a whole different thing.
The lights in the arena dim and the theme song from the
Halloween
movies pump into the stadium after the announcer finishes the intro for Jax's opponent, Michael Evans. A few fans chant the first name of the man with a shaved head and solemn expression as he makes his way down the aisle to the raised octagon. Both of his arms are covered with black tattoos of screaming skulls and fire, which up his bad-assness.
Jax will never have any ink work done on his magnificent body. He's afraid of needles. Needles and small spaces are what freak out my big, incredible husband. But he doesn’t need the ink to be tougher. He manages that just fine on his own.
Once the ref cleared the psycho looking dude to enter the cage, the announcer goes through Jax's many wins. The world championship belt is on the line with this fight. Jax is fighting to keep the title that was taken away after the criminal charges. If he wins, this will make it six consecutive years as the reigning champion.
The first guitar riffs of Sick Puppies’ rock song "
You're Going Down
" comes blasting from the stadium speakers, making the crowd go even wilder.
The colored spotlights swirls, searching the arena for him until he finally steps out of the tunnel. He’s wearing tight black shorts, with almost every inch covered by sponsors, and a red
Havoc
hoodie, pulled up over his head but unzipped to show his cut upper body. Incredible is the only way to describe him.
Watching one of the big screens in the stadium, the camera goes in for a close up on him walking to the cage. He's the raging volcano again, scary and beautiful at the same time. I can only stare and drool as he approaches the ref and strips down to his shorts. I don't care much for the roar of approval from the thousands of women cheering for him. That's my husband, damn it!
Finally he's cleared to enter the octagon, just six month after his case was dismissed by the district attorney.
We found a witness to testify that the bitch had confided in her that she'd lied and given herself the marks on her neck. And somehow, mostly because of my brother, I'd managed to keep my law license. I've finally figured out what type of law I want to practice. I decided to specialize in sport contracts, and I already have a few MMA fighters as clients. Now that we're married, I can even represent Jax. I also plan to spend some time volunteering at the local animal shelter after the baby’s born. We’re currently looking for a house with a backyard to move into, and once that happens Jax has promised me all the puppies and kittens I could ever want. I know that if it was up to him he’d give me the world.
I'm doing great with my nerves seeing Jax in his very first fight, or at least I was until the bell rings and the two men collide.
"Oh shit!" I exclaim when fists start flying. I hold my breath as I watch the two angry men face off.
The psycho fighter dodges one of Jax's jabs and starts laughing like a cocky bastard, motioning to himself with both hands, telling Jax to bring it on. The leer stays on his face right up until Jax lands a cross on his jaw. The other man falls back so stiff and fast there isn't even time to yell, "Timber!"
"Oh my God! Jax won?" I ask Sadie, jumping, well easing to my feet as fast as an eight month pregnant woman can. “But it just started like ten seconds ago.”
"Oh yeah. That dude won't wake up until next week!" Sadie replies before we both shout and cheer for my man.
We yell louder when Jax's arm is officially raised by the ref. Once again he’s the undisputed, middleweight champion of the world. To celebrate he climbs to the top of the cage, straddling it with both hands in the air while waving the black and white
Havoc Fight Club
banner proudly.
Jude and Sadie's dads head into the cage to congratulate him with hugs when he jumps down and cameras begin circling. One of the TV announcers shoves the microphone in Jax's face that shows up on all the big screens around the stadium. My husband didn't even work up a sweat.
"How does it feel to get back in the cage and come out with a win in the first thirty seconds of the first round after all you've been through this past year?"
"It feels great. It's been a helluva year, and I've faced a lot of challenges, but it's the best feeling in the world to get back to fighting," Jax says, finding me in the front row and winking.
"For a while it seemed like we might not see any more from
The Mauler
because of the criminal charges. How did you deal with the stress of your court case?"
"I've got to say that if it wasn't for my beautiful wife, I probably wouldn't be standing here today. She fought for me through it all, so I credit this win to her. I'll have to spend the rest of my life trying to repay her for saving me."
"Um, Page? You're leaking," Sadie says.
"Oh, I know. He's too freaking sweet," I reply, wiping the tears from my cheeks. I wasn’t a crier until I got pregnant.
"Ah, not from your eyes, Page," she says, pointing down at my toes.
"Oh my God. Did I just get so excited I actually pissed myself?" I ask, glancing down my long maxi dress, finally noticing my wet legs. Then I feel a sharp pain in my lower back when my belly tightens like a fist. Again. "Oh shit!"
"I'm guessing your water just broke?" Sadie asks. I nod, sitting gingerly back down in the seat until I figure out what I should do. We're in Virginia, hours away from my OBGYN and hospital. I'm not even due for four more weeks!
I notice movement in the cage. Jax is climbing up and over the top, heading for me the quickest way since it’s filled with people.
"What's wrong?" he asks going down to his knees in front of me.
"Congratulations, Jax, you were awesome!" I tell him with a hug. "Oh, and the baby's coming."
"Shit, you mean like right now?" he asks several octaves higher than normal, his eyes wide. I worry he might be freaking out when his tan skin pales.
"Yep. My water just broke and there's this pain in my back I've had since this morning. I thought it was just the shitty hotel bed, but-"
"You're in labor?" He finishes for me.
"I believe so, yeah. I think your son's decided to bump up his birthday by a month."
"Holy shit!" he says before getting to his feet and scooping my fat ass up into his arms with a smile. "Then let's find you a hospital, princess."
"Good idea. You want to let your brother and dad know it’s go time?"
"Dad! Jude!" Jax yells to them across the huge arena. "Let's go! It's time to meet Xavier!"
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Lane Hart was born and raised in North Carolina. She continues to live in the south with her husband, two daughters, and several pets named after
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When Lane's not writing or reading sexy novels, she can be found in the summer on the beaches of the east coast, and in the fall watching football, cheering on the Carolina Panthers.
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