Sorry I forgot to say goodbye...

After Kendra's knee made a connection and sent Clyde staggering back a step or two, the cowgirl grinned. It was so much better than hitting a punching bag. It felt great to be back in the mix. Still, now was not the time to get lost in nostalgia.

"Come on now. You oughta know that ain't all ah got," the souther girl replied. Maintaining her stance, Kendra pushed in yet again, but instead of a lock up, she'd shoot a quick low kick to Clyde's thigh, just hard enough for him to know that she was all business.

Through the sore wound in his abs, Clyde smiled as Kendra teased him before she gave him a hard whopping kick to this thigh that echoing through the gym.

"Guuhh!" Clyde winced, hopping on one leg for a bit before he tried to give Kendra a swift, knife edge chop across her chest.

"Hah!"

Kendra's kick managed to strike home, effectively keeping Clyde on his toes, both literally and figuratively. Seeing the cowboy hopping on one leg, she saw this as a chance to take him down to the mat.

She pushed in, but when she went to reach her arms around him, she was met by a hard, precise chop to her chest.

"Yeow!" She yelled, the blow and the shock enough to send her reeling back a few steps. Kendra covered her now sore, sports bra clad chest with one arm, while giving Clyde a glare and a sly grin.

"Y'know, if ya wanted ta cop a feel, ya coulda asked nicely," she teased, slipping back into a ready stance when the pain from the chop subsided enough.

Clyde seriously aimed for Kendra's sternum, or the "Breast Bone" but ended up striking her soft chest instead!

"Sorry!" Clyde exclaimed, wide eyed and red faced until Kendra said it was all good, seeing her get back into a ready stance.

"I swear! I was aimin' for the bone!" Clyde said, standing up straight and crossing his heart in front of Kendra as he smiled innocently at her before rushing past her, trying to snag her arm and toss her down on her hip with an arm drag!

Kendra let out a little laugh when she saw Clyde's face go red with embarrassment. He was always so quick to blush. But accidents happened, and she wasn't going to worry about it. She was too happy to be back in the ring to worry about it.

"Well, ya got crumby aim, don'tcha?" Kendra joked. When Clyde came at her, the cowgirl braced herself for another strike, only to be surprised when her arm and threw her down with a quick arm drag.

"Whoa!" She yelled, landing on her hip. Kendra used the momentum to get back to her feet, though she was a bit shaky and off balance. Clyde really had been getting better.

"Hey! I have good aim! You just moved!" Clyde said before flinging Kendra to the mat. "Gotcha!" He exclaimed, already charging after Kendra and expecting her to stay down just long enough for him to take her down yet again... Only to completely not expect Kendra to get back up so suddenly, even though she was shaky.

"Oh dan-!" He exclaimed before ultimately colliding right into Kendra, chest to chest and tumbling along the mat with her!

Kendra tried to get her balance, but she didn't have the chance before Clyde came colliding in to her, sending them both down to the mat... With him on top of her.

Kendra's cheeks lit up red almost immediately. Accidents happened... But this was a bit much. "Um... You uh... We should... Uh," she stammered, not exactly sure what to say. She knew that she could just keep the fight going, but her brain apparently had other plans. All she could think about was how Clyde was on top of her... And she kinda liked it.

Clyde was wide eyed as he collided into and tumbled to the mat with her until he found himself falling firmly right atop of her body. Chest to chest and hips to hip. "!" Clyde was startled and sat up, his red face inches from Kendra as he looked down at her and saw how shy she was.

Seeing that, Clyde was puzzled for a moment before he smiled with amusement. She looked cute when she was a flustered mess and the old wolf in him told him this was a perfect chance to do something slick because clearly, she liked him, if even for a moment.

But she seemed like too much of a nice girl. And Clyde wasn't that guy anymore.

"Yer a mess." He teased her before raising himself up off of her, looking down at the cute Texan. "Guess I win, huh? You were gonna be down for twenty if I didn't stand up." He teased with the slyest grin before offering his hand to her.

Kendra didn't know what to do. She was frozen. She knew she could have taken advantage of the situation and maybe gotten him in a good grapple, but she just couldn't move. All she could think about was how Clyde was on top of her, and she really didn't care. She kept her eyes locked on his, her face redder than ever, unsure of what to do. It wasn't until Clyde got off of her that she snapped back to reality.

"Oh... Um... Yeah, ah guess you woulda won then..." She said, sitting up. It took her a moment before she accepted his hand, getting to her feet and turning away just s bit, trying to hide her red cheeks.

"Um... Sorry 'bout that..." she stammered, not really sure what to say. She was a bit ashamed of herself, letting herself get flustered when she normally wouldn't have. She didn't know what her problem was. If it had been anyone else, she would have easily taken advantage of the situation. But here she was, blushing like a school girl on prom night.

Clyde was a pretty confident guy but he had a shy streak too and seeing Kendra all worked up made it easier to 'take charge' so to speak. All the same, seeing how flustered she was made the cowboy flush a bit too after they got so close a moment ago.

"Nothin' ta' be sorry about." Clyde said although a bit curious. "So uh...." He scratched the back of his head nervously before speaking up. "You always get like that 'round the boys? Ya might have a hard time in the Tension division." He said honestly before remembering that Kendra clearly didn't have a problem fighting him during their match.