Copyright © 2015 by Lauren Gilley
5/10/15
The very first time
Lisa laid eyes on Drew Forester, he was fighting a massive man called The
Monster in a slapped-together ring in an old barn. He’d been far outweighed by
his opponent, and Lisa had been riveted. During her self-imposed man-ban, the
sight of him that night, in that underground boxing ring, had reached through
barriers and struck a match inside her. She hadn’t recognized the fire for what
it was, because she’d thought she understood desire. It had taken weeks to
realize she wanted him. And then to know she couldn’t live without him. But
that first moment, laying eyes on him – the taut curves of muscle and bone,
gleaming bare skin, the animal focus in his dark eyes. That had been the first
spark. That had been her first glimpse of the beast that lived inside him.
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