"Well missy. I never said I wasn't a bad cowboy."

The bell rang making Geoff move into action. He quickly ran over to attempt to grapple with Bridgette. His hands touching her shoulders for a split second as Bridgette escape his grasp.

She flip her blonde hair out of her emerald color eyes saying. "Ah you gonna have to try harder cowboy. This surfer chick is just like the ocean. Slippery and pack a punch when it need too,"

Geoff opening his mouth to reply back but Bridgette went on the attack. Her fist connecting with Geoff six pack. He held his stomach coughing.

"ugh. Damn. You weren't kidding about packing a punch."

Bridgette grin going in for an another punch but this time Geoff caught her incoming fist. Her face having an astonish expression.

He smile saying. "Ready for my finisher."