Jay vs. Mack 2

Sand sprayed and some sprayed into Jay's face and he coughed sputtering but even blind, even breathless he hurled himself at a similarly blind and breathless guy and waved his fists like a windmill.

One fist clipped the guy in the face and the guy flung a fist back and Jay discovered immediately his opponent punched a lot harder than he did. He staggered, left eye sparking, hat spiraling into oblivion, red heat rising in a heavy head. No time to mull over the hurt. He screamed something wild and threw everything into a single maniac charge.

He got two steps when a sweeping foot took out his legs and he hit the sand hard. The guy got on top of him instantly. Jay tried to ram with his head—hatless he might do serious damage to them both—but the guy foresaw it and pressed a shoulder against his temple. Got a hold on one arm and pinned the other with weight alone. Jay kicked his feet, but ineffectually.

The guy lacked even the courtesy to smash Jay's face in. He went only for the pin, holding Jay down despite Jay's inert rage. Caving a skull wouldn't impress the lady, apparently. Too brutal. Not date night material.

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