Baron and Dolph made their way to the cage the next night again. Evin was in there with a feisty redhead. It was a crazy fight. Baron looked up at her. Her hair was braided in cornrows in both sides but hanging loose down her back and it flew around like a crow the more insane the fight was getting. He caught himself thinking how he wish he could just reach up, grab that hair and yank her forceful towards him.

Everyone went dead silent for a second as a loud crack was heard. Then everyone went into a roar as blood spurted out of the redhead's nose. She went down hard. The referee pushed Evin aside and went to check on the redhead.

Evin walked calmly to the cage. She placed her fingers through some of the holes and looked down at Baron who was standing there looking up at her. She sent him a little twisted smile before turning around and focusing at the redhead and the referee. The referee stood up and shook his head towards the man with the microphone, a sign that she was passed out and unable to continue competing.

"Here is your winner: Evin!" The voice sounded in the speakers.

Evin stepped out of the cage and started to walk away. Baron made his way towards her.

"Hey, wait up," he called out, making sure she would hear him before he was behind her.

After all, she did say the night before she would break his arm if he ever crept up on her again. She turned around and looked at him.

"That was intense," he said.
"She knew that might happen before she stepped inside that cage," she said.

He looked down at her bloody knuckles.

"You're hurt," he said.
"No, that's not my blood," she said and smiled.

A guy walked over to them, placed some money in her hand and walked away again. Baron raised an eyebrow.

"My payment for fighting," she explained.
"What do you get for fighting here?" He asked.
"Nothing if you lose. 100 dollars if you win. 300 dollars if you take down one of the undefeated champs, meaning a person who has at least 10 won matches in a row," she answered.
"Are there many undefeated champs?" He asked.
"Me and two guys," she answered.
"Why don't they take on each other?" He asked surprised.
"They're brothers," she answered.
"Are there any rules?" He asked.
"Not many. You win if the person is passed out or taps out. And you can't kill anybody. That's the only rules," she answered.

He nodded.

"Alright, who's up for the challenge?" The voice in the speakers sounded.
"How about it?" She asked, challenging him.

He turned his head and looked towards the man inside the cage who was waiting for a challenger.

"Is he one of the undefeated ones?" He asked.
"No, just someone who comes here from time to time. Sometimes he wins, sometimes he loses. So how about it?" She challenged him again.
"I didn't bring any clothes to fight in," he said.
"What a bad excuse. The locker room is only for the fighters who come here on a daily basis anyway so you're not allowed back there," she said.

He looked at the man again. Still no one had taken the challenge.

"I didn't think you were such a coward," she said, provoking him on purpuse.

He looked at her. She had that twisted smile on her face again. He didn't say anything. He just smiled back at her, turned around and walked towards the cage.

"This ought to be fun," she mumbled to herself as she saw him step inside the cage.
"We have a challenger!" The voice in the speakers sounded.

He sent her a last look from the cage before turning his focus on the man he was about to take on.

The bell rang. He didn't waste any time in trying to see how his opponent would fight. He charged full force and threw his knee straight up in the man's chin. The man stumbled and Baron was fast to throw a couple of punches to the man's face before finally wrapping his arm around the man's throat, putting his knee into his back and forcing him backwards, causing his body to be in extreme pain while being choked. The man tapped and Baron let go.

He looked down at Evin who was smirking back at him. Her eyes were glowing, clearly liking what she had just seen. The referee came over.

"What's your name, son?" He asked.
"Baron," Baron answered.

The referee shouted the name to the man with the microphone.

"Here is your winner: Baron!" The voice in the speakers sounded.

"Up for another round?" The referee asked.
"No thanks," Baron said and walked out of the cage.

His eyes scanned through the crowd, searching for her, but she wasn't there anymore. The same man as earlier came up and placed 100 dollars in his hand. He quickly stuffed the money in his pocket as he ran for the door in the back. He opened it and ran down the hallway to the locker room. She wasn't in there. He continued down to the last door leading out to the parking lot and opened it. There she was standing by her car. He sprinted towards her.

"You challenge me and then you just take off," he said as he reached her.
"I never said I would stay," she said.
"Didn't expect me to win?" He asked and smirked.
"Actually I did. You were good," she answered.

He took a step closer, placed his hands on the roof of her car, trapping her between his body and her car.

"I saw how you looked at me. You got off by watching me fight," he said in a low tone.
"Fighting is sexy," she said.
"Is that why you do it? Because it makes you feel sexy? Because let me tell you, Evin, you already got that part down," he said as he eyed her up and down.
"No, I fight because it's the only thing I know how to do right," she answered.
"I bet there's other things you also know how to do just right," he said and licked his lips.
"Maybe," she said, giving him a look he couldn't quite figure out.

She reached up and pulled his beanie off. She put it on.

"How do I look?" She asked.
"Kind of cute actually," he answered.
"You have hat hair," she said and laughed.

She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, puffing it up a bit. He forgot to play tough and moved his hands from the roof of her car, just enjoying feeling her fingers in his hair.

"There, much better," she said and smiled.

She opened the car door, got in and looked in the rear view mirror.

"Yeah, I can pull this look off," she said as she saw how the beanie looked on her.

"Baron, what the hell? I thought you had just left me stranded here!" Someone yelled.
They both looked at Dolph that was standing there.
"Just a second," Baron said and walked towards Dolph.

"Is that Evin you're talking to?" Dolph asked surprised.
"Yeah," Baron answered and smiled.
"Guess she doesn't wanna talk anymore," Dolph said.

Baron turned around to see her back her car out.

"Hey! Hey!" He yelled.

She stopped the car and rolled down the window.

"What?" She yelled back.
"I want my beanie back!" He yelled.
"You want it, come get it!" She yelled and laughed.

Then she stepped on the gas and drove away.