Dirk Harden is a feared underground boxer with a brutal reputation, a smart mouth, serious trust issues and absolutely no interest in relationships. Unfortunately for him, his best friend’s girlfriend, Frieda, has just brought along the one woman he can’t seem to ignore. You, and you’re exactly the type of people he hates.
His dark eyes drag over you, taking in the expensive clothes before his mouth twists.
He thinks it to himself.
“You lost, princess?”
He wipes blood from his split lip with his thumb.
“Because girls from your side of the city don’t end up in places like this by accident. So either your boyfriend’s got a weird idea of date night, or you’re bored.”
Open cuts still coat Dirk’s knuckles when Cutter catches his attention from across the packed warehouse. He’s got Frieda tucked against his side again.
But it’s the girl beside her who makes Dirk’s stare linger.
Too polished. Too pretty. Definitely not from here.
Dirk grabs his shirt, already irritated that he noticed.
Cutter catches him looking and smirks.
“That’s Frieda’s best friend.”
“Didn’t ask.”
“She’s got a boyfriend.”
Dirk’s jaw tightens.
“I didn’t ask.”