Real

a fighter who fell.

An individual having a dashed hope.

A contest...

I even forget my name around him. It just took me one night to forget everything, except for the attractive warrior in the ring who ignites my body and mind with want.

I have never encountered a stronger or more perplexing guy than Remington Tate.

I've never been pulled to anything in my life, but he's the star of the perilous underground combat circuit, and that's what draws me to him. One glance from him and I forget who I am and what I want. I have to constantly remind myself that while I am strong, he is stronger when he is close. It's now my responsibility to maintain his body functioning like a well-oiled machine, his tense muscles primed and prepared to shatter the bones of his next opponent.

But right now, I'm the one he threatens the most.

I want him. I want him fearlessly. Without holding back.

If only I could be certain of what he wanted from me.