When she first joined the Amazonia Boxing Club, Eulee only fought women, knocking every one out cold. Rumor spread quickly that Eulee was a lesbian, but when Desiree tested the waters, Eulee didn't respond.
"She's straight," Desiree told her friend and sometime lover, Kaylee. "I think she's waiting for the right guy. I guess you don't have to be a dyke to enjoy beating on women."
Desiree was accurate about one thing. The lean, black haired girl, with vulpine brown eyes was looking for her match, her "mate" as Eulee told herself when the solitude became too much.
So she went on knocking out female fighters, repeating the internal mantra "She's got him! She'll take him before I can get to him!" The opponent would suffer an onslaught of punches until blackness ended the match.
Boxing was Eulee's passion since age eleven, when she asked her parents for lessons as a birthday present. At Blake Mitchell University, where she earned a primary education degree, she was one of the five undefeated members of the women's boxing team until her junior year. To that point, studying and training consumed Eulee so much that she hardly noticed men. Then Crevan decked her in the fourth round of a tournament with the men's team.
When she regained consciousness and could focus, Eulee asked Crevan, who was waiting nervously in her dressing room, multiple questions, including "Are you seeing anyone?"
He wasn't.
Reynard thought of Wonder Woman the first time he saw Eulee. She was exiting the women's locker room at the Amazonia, dressed in loose sweats that displayed her curves. Immediately, Eulee went to work on the heavy bag, so Reynard waited until she finished before starting a conversation.
Eulee noticed his courtesy.
"You sure about this?" asked Eulee. "I fought guys in college, but that was..."
Eulee intentionally trailed off, letting Reynard complete her sentence.
"....immature?"
Eulee remembered her time with Crevan. "No," she replied, smiling. "But sure, let's fight, whenever you want."
"Having trouble?" Reynard heard Kaylee ask him as she pressed a water bottle to his lips. He exhaled loudly after two large swallows.
"I cannot win this!" he answered, candidly. His honesty made Reynard even more attractive to Kaylee than his physical presence, which always excited her. Kaylee would address this issue in the coming weeks. There was a more pressing matter. "Why not?'
"Diana Prince over there fights better than me!"
"I guess you should cheat."
"Cheat? Now? In round five?"
"No better time." A dozen ways for Reynard to win by fighting dirty occurred to Kaylee. "Step on her toes and punch her out."
"I'm not cheating, Kaylee!"
"Fine!" she said, toweling down Reynard's shoulders. "Sweet dreams!"
The buzzer's screech hurled the fighters at each other, both throwing their hardest punches. Reynard attacked Eulee's belly, trying to slow her enough to put her down. Seeing Reynard was hitting her belly, Eulee poured on the head shots, repeating "He's mine! He's mine!" until he collapsed on the canvas, slumped, eyes wide and unfocused.
Emma the Ref sent the girl to a neutral corner and began counting Reynard out. At "SIX!" Reynard finally blinked his vision clear and hauled himself up by the ropes. Emma checked the fighter and, when he agreed to continue, shouted "FIGHT!"
Eulee raced at her victim, who was barely lifting his gloves when she struck. Eulee pulled her right back for an upper cut and half a second later Reynard slammed her midsection with all his strength. Air gasped from Eulee's lungs. Reynard tagged her jaw twice, stunning the girl boxer on her feet.
The boxing ring spiraled around Eulee, which only momentarily worried her. Her eyelids were steadily closing. Through the congealing haze, Eulee glimpsed Reynard throwing a third punch. The impact stung for a few seconds and then the pain vanished into sleep.
Eulee slumbered on the canvas, as she had during the fight with Crevan. After Emma the Ref's ten count, Kaylee and Emma carried Eulee, limp as a rag doll, to the recovery room.
Kaylee studied the way Reynard glared with apprehension at the prone Eulee and decided to be patient about getting him in bed.
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