He’s brutal and battered. The meanest fighter in the city.

And I’m begging him to teach me how to fight.

The first time I step foot in Jax Sutherland’s gym, he stares like I’m some badly lost tourist. All around, men are beating each other to a pulp, and I wince with every smack and grunt.

Maybe I am lost. Coming here is definitely the craziest thing I’ve ever done, and I’m so out of place it hurts. I’m a cuddler, not a fighter, and I can’t even watch scary movies. This ...
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He’s brutal and battered. The meanest fighter in the city.

And I’m begging him to teach me how to fight.

The first time I step foot in Jax Sutherland’s gym, he stares like I’m some badly lost tourist. All around, men are beating each other to a pulp, and I wince with every smack and grunt.

Maybe I am lost. Coming here is definitely the craziest thing I’ve ever done, and I’m so out of place it hurts. I’m a cuddler, not a fighter, and I can’t even watch scary movies. This is nuts.

But I’m desperate. Someone’s been following me through the city, leaving threatening notes, and I’m so tired of feeling afraid. Feeling vulnerable.

I need to learn to defend myself, and for that I need Jax.

At first, he laughs. Then he scowls.

Then he drags my flushed body to the mat.
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