COBRA KAI NEVER DIES

GETTING READY WITH A PERK

Feelin' like a bullet jumpin' out a gun
I'm feelin' like a winner, I feel like the one
You're doing somethin' to me, you're doing somethin' strange
Well, jump back, talk to me, woman
You make me wanna make a baby, baby, uh

Supernatural woman, supernatural freak
Don't know what you're doin', got me feelin' weak
Oh, I wanna call you fever, baby, you can set a fire on me
Hot damn, pop it like a pistol, mama
You got me down on my knees, begging please

I'm comin', baby
I'm comin' for you, yeah
Locked, loaded, shoot my shot tonight
I'm comin', baby
I'm comin' for you
Pull my trigger, let me blow your mind

Blow - Ed Sheeran, Chris Stapleton, Bruno Mars

**POV Hawk**

I woke up in an empty bed; I reached out and felt that it was still warm, a sign that Olli had just gotten up. I fumbled around for my boxers and quickly slipped them on before getting up. I could hear Olli's voice coming from the small living room of the suite, indicating that she was talking to someone. I didn't hear any other voices, so she must have been on the phone. When I reached her, she was leaning out over the terrace, wearing my shirt like a nightgown, with the phone to her ear. I wrapped my arm around her waist and placed a kiss on her neck. The conversation was pretty animated; to put it bluntly, she sounded as mad as a snake, which, knowing her past, seemed ridiculous. She hung up the phone and threw it onto the sofa from the terrace with an expletive that made me pale.

—Problems, babe?—

—Don't worry...—

I turned her around to look into her eyes. I didn't like it when she tried to hide things from me, especially since she never managed to do it.

—Olli... come on, it's me!—

She huffed, bit her lip, and stared at me for a long moment.

—You'd find out anyway, so maybe it's better to know right away. Silver will be at the tournament. He said he wants to see how I hold up.—

—Shit. Are you okay?—

—Not at all.—

I pulled her down onto the sofa and made her sit on my lap like a little girl. She curled up against my chest, her face buried in my neck, breathing slowly to calm down. I felt her hand move from my neck down to my shoulders and chest. My hand was on her thigh, on the tiger. That's when I realized she was naked under the shirt.

—Babe, if you keep doing that...—

She chuckled against my neck, nibbling it. I completely lost it, slipping my hand between her legs and feeling her sigh.

—What round are we on? And how do you know exactly what to do? I mean...—

—You mean considering my age? My ex taught me a few things, and remember that there's YouTube, and I'm a nerd... and we're in round eight, I think. Or maybe nine... I've lost count.—

I let two fingers slide inside her, and I felt her shudder as I began to move them slowly, matching the rhythm of my hand.

—I mean... how do you... know... what I... need...—

—Because you and I are the same.—

**POV Olli**

Feeling his fingers inside me made me instantly forget about that sociopathic jerk Terry Silver and the fact that he would be at the tournament. Things got heated in an instant; I knew exactly what his fingers were capable of, both with a computer and... with me. I was on the verge of coming right then and there if I didn't calm down. But with his fingers inside me and his chest beneath my fingers, maintaining control was practically impossible.