My girl thought she’d fought for the last time. She was wrong.
Not long ago, I was known as "Fox" Knox, king of the fighters in New York City’s underground MMA scene. MMA was my life, until Mia came into it with her bravado and her shy smiles and her fists raised, ready to fight me.
Then our clothes came off, and the real fight begun. To build a life out of the ashes of our pasts, together.
We both walked away from MMA, but I know it still calls to her. And now something—or someone—else is as well, and she won’t talk to me about what’s going on. I’m ready to slay any demon she has, except the one she refuses to share.
And that might be the one who takes us down. For good.