Jab (Fighter Romance) (Las Vegas Series #2) Read Online Free

here for a few days or just the night?” I asked Julius.
    “Just the night. I flew in to see Knox. Make sure he was okay after the incident.”
    “The incident. You mean when he got his dumb ass arrested?”
    Julius shrugged. “He’s only human. People make mistakes. Do dumb things all the time. It doesn’t mean you should hold it against them.”
    “Are you trying to lecture me?” I asked, taking a sip from my drink.
    “I’m just talking. You take it however you see fit,” he responded.
    I looked down at my phone and, when I noticed the time, sprung up. “Sorry to cut this short, but I have to get home. It was nice seeing you.”
    He held his bottle up and tipped it to me. “Always a pleasure.”
    I started walking away when Julius called out to me, so I turned back.
    “Yeah?”
    “Do me a favor. Be a little nicer to my boy. He’s got it bad for you and, despite what you may think, he’s one of the good ones.”
    “I’ll think about it,” I said, then grabbed my bag and headed home. 

Chapter 5
    Knox
    Training was going well and, in a few days, I could declare another victory. Today was my first day off in over a week, and I was catching up on as much as I could. I checked my cell and shook my head at the picture of a naked girl inserting a champagne bottle in her pussy that Marco sent.
    Julius and Sebastian had already responded.
    Julius: That’s what I’m talking about!
    Sebastian: You’re lucky Annabelle didn’t see that, you sick fuck.
    Sebastian: I saw it! It’s Annabelle by the way ;)
    I went into my office and sat behind my solid wood mahogany desk. I rolled my leather chair closer, and flipped open my checkbook. I wrote out a check for ten thousand dollars to the ZCM Cancer Research Fund, and placed the check into an already addressed envelope.
    My eyes instantly went to the picture on my desk of me, Sebastian, and Zoey. I kept it there as a reminder of how quickly things could change. The three of us were best friends, and I never imagined our future being anything different. 
    Most guys hated their sisters, but not me. My twin sister was so much more than my best friend. She was an extension of me. They say twins have a special connection, but it was so much more than that. It was a bond I couldn’t even explain. And I…I failed her. I was too late and, because of that, she paid the ultimate price. She died because I couldn’t get her the help she needed to survive. And, the day she died, a part of me died too.
    Sebastian might not have been related, but he was as close as a sibling could be and, while he pushed everything of Zoey away after her death, I clung on to as much as I could. I didn’t want to forget her. Didn’t want to let my memories of her fade. That was all I had left of her, and I refused to let go.
    I picked the picture up, and stared at it as the memories all came flooding back to me.
    Sebastian and I left our hometown in the mountains of North Carolina to find success and money. We were both desperate to find a way to help Zoey get the best possible care she needed. The doctors where we were from weren’t world renowned. They didn’t keep up with the latest and newest treatments. They were mediocre at best, and we both knew there were other options out there. There were better treatments out there. Treatments that could heal her, or at least keep her alive long enough for new advances to come along that could heal her. But that required money. The one thing we were in short supply of. My parents weren’t exactly well off, and their medical insurance sucked. Bash and I were determined to do whatever it took, short of robbing a bank, to try to save her.
    She had beaten the cancer once, and she would do it again. I closed my eyes, and the day we left ran like a movie, forever imbedded in my mind. The images are so vivid I could almost reach out and touch her once again.
    “You guys better call as soon as you make it to New York. And you better send me pictures! And