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crooked nose, he oozed confidence to the point of obnoxiousness.
    Kane groaned. "Well, I'll be stuffed. You might not want to stick around with us for a bit, love. These blokes aren't here to shake hands and make nice."
    "Aren't they here for the MMA fights?" she asked.
    Mick turned to shield her from the newcomers. "Yup, but they're not here for a good time, just to make everyone else's lives miserable. Mostly mine."
    "Who are they?" Gilda peered around him.
    Kane lowered his voice and leaned toward her. "The bloke built like an oak tree is Rico Gomes. He's an MMA fighter with a pretty good left hook and a bad reputation. The ankle biter beside him is Kris Sanchez, his trainer."
    Sanchez growled and flared his nostrils. The gesture was enough to make Gilda take a small step toward Mick.
    "Ankle biter." Gomes' smile broadened. "I'd forgotten that's what you call him."
    "Stay away from my fighter." Sanchez took a wide stance and glowered. "He's far better than you'll ever be. Better looking too."
    "If you like tall, dark brutes." Kane snorted. "You'd better get a good look at him while he's still sort of pretty, love, since I have the honor of beating his face into stew meat in the octagon tomorrow."
    Gilda raised her eyebrows and glanced at Mick. She didn't remember putting that fight on the card. When he didn't meet her gaze, she looked for Razi, but didn't have to look far.
    Razi came up behind Gomes and Sanchez and clapped a hand on each of their shoulders. "Greetings, gentlemen."
    While Gomes seemed unfazed, Sanchez jumped and spun around. "What do you want?"
    "To welcome you to our gathering." Razi's smile seemed forced.
    Kane folded his arms. "He was just saying hello and trying to be polite, mate. You could at least do the same thing, especially since you're in his home."
    "Mate?" Sanchez laughed. "Give it up, Kane. We all know you've never even been to Australia."
    "You haven't?" Gilda raised her eyebrows. "Really?"
    Kane shifted his stance, and his jaw clenched.
    Sanchez snorted. "Whatever this guy's told you, treat it like pure fantasy."
    When Kane opened his mouth to retort, Mick stepped between them and nudged him away. "I'm glad you guys made it. How was your drive in from Detroit?"
    "The drive was good, even better now we're here," Sanchez said. "That hotel you recommended is a dump. They had the nerve to tell us the hot tub is out of order for the weekend. After his fight tomorrow, my boy here will need a good soak. I told them if they didn't get it fixed tonight, I was calling my lawyer first thing in the morning."
    Kane raised both eyebrows then glanced at Gilda. The crude comment that probably sat on his lips went unspoken as he bowed his head.
    "Sensei Mick, it's a pleasure to see you. I'm glad to see you provided some much needed entertainment." While Gomes spoke to Mick, his gaze swept over Gilda. "Hello, darlin', this is your lucky night. You've just met the man of your dreams."
    Mick shook his head. "Sorry, guys, Gilda's not here for your entertainment. She's taken. Go spread your honey somewhere else."
    "Honey?" Kane barked. "Smells more like sheep dung to me, mate."
    Sanchez snorted. "Is she with you or the wannabe Aussie?"
    "Does it matter, Sanchez?" Kane asked. "With that ugly mug, a knuckle-dragger like you doesn't stand a chance with someone as classy as her anyway."
    "Knuckle-dragger?" Gilda covered her mouth to keep from laughing.
    Sanchez lunged toward Kane.
    Gomes chuckled and moved faster. He held back his riled trainer. "Go get a drink, Sanchez. I'll deal with him."
    "Maybe I should be the one to fight him instead of you." Sanchez cracked his knuckles. "If this wannabe thinks he's hot stuff now, just wait until I'm done with his sorry face."
    Mick grinned. "Better yet, maybe we should turn Gilda loose on him."
    Gilda tugged at Mick's arm. "That's not funny."
    "It's alright, babe, I'm joking. Gomes would never lay a hand on a lady. He's got too much to lose." He hugged Gilda then kissed her