His Approval

[Maverick’s POV]

“Of course.”

Rosco’s words erupt from him along with a smile that screams predator who is about to take out its prey, but he was going to be sadly mistaken. There was no fucking way I was going to lose this battle, not when so much was riding on it.

Returning his look with my own, I tap into my strength and power for the first time in front of everyone.

Slowly, it begins to trickle out of me, and when I know that Rosco feels it, his eyes widen, and a momentary look of shock appears on his face. However, it doesn’t stay there long before he is moving, his fist swinging in an attempt to hit me.

Holding out an arm, I catch his attack and strike out with my own that he manages to avoid.

Together, we take the defensive, attacking blow for blow, while the other works to gain dominance over the other. But it is clear that we are evenly matched, at least, in terms of strength.

Once again deciding that this just wasn’t the way to win, I jump backwards while Rosco tries anothe