Chapter 6

Blair’s POV

Here we go again, allowing our competitive spirit to get the better of us. But I just couldn’t back down from a challenge, and neither can he. This is the exact push and pull that frustrates and thrills me. I just hope I don’t do something that I might end up regretting.

Like kissing that smug grin right off his face. I stared at him, trying to think of a weak point to get at him. I aimed to kick at his ribs but he was quick to deflect. He retaliates with a series of quick jabs and I dodge with a hairbreadth, my heart pounding as I duck and weave around him.

“Already feeling defeated?” He says with a mocking smirk, and it’s the only motivation I need to attack again. Our bodies clash and I grapple very hard, each of us fighting for the upper hand, and I’m acutely aware of every point of contact between us.

The vigor in his hands as he grabs my wrists, and the solid warmth of his chest against my back when he pulls me against him made my leg