My Thoughts
When Ren's mom passes she tells her to go find her father that left them years ago when her mom first got sick. She was only 5 when he left her to take care of her mother. Deadbeat dad alert! Her father went on to start a new family and now owns a MMA fighter's gym called Beat. Meeting her father wasn't much more than she expected and she found out that she has a sister who isn't exactly thrilled to find out about her. Her dad lets her live in a storage closet rent free and she begins to train. Another perk of the gym is the eye candy especially Ash who antagonizes her plenty, but she can't help watching him. Then one night of training together changes everything. She is his and he is hers. Ash has some serious anger issues to deal with, but so does Ren. They were dealing with them in the ring and then one night not so much and everything changed.
I absolutely LOVED this book!
I give Beat 5 hearts!
About the Book
Renee "Ren" Miller was five when her Dad left to go to the shops and never came back.
Left
to grow up with a cancer riddled mother, things have never been easy
for a teenager who had to be wise beyond her years. Then one day they
lose the battle and she’s all alone.
Now twenty-two, Ren
reluctantly goes to find her estranged father. He owns the down and out
boxing studio, Beat, and Ren finds herself drawn to the ring. She
thrives on learning a new way of fighting a life that kept kicking her
down…instead of struggling against the current, she kicks it right
between the legs.
Then one day, Ash Fuller, her Dad's star
fighter comes back to town. Mysterious, handsome… Dangerous… Everything
Ren doesn't need.
But he's got other ideas…
…and so does she.
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My fist slammed into the heavy leather bag, the impact
jolting up my arm and absorbing into my torso.
The only light was from the back row of fluorescents
I’d switched on over the ring. It was dark, murky and helped me pretend I was
someplace else. The drama from the daylight hours was gone and it was just me
and the darkness. Exactly the way I liked it.
I began another set of punches, hair sticking to the
sweat beading across the back of my neck. Structure. This was the only thing
that was predictable in my life and I needed predictable.
Stance. Guard. Punch. Guard. Repeat.
There was a loud cough behind me and I spun on my
heel, heart thumping in my chest, and my gaze collided with Ash’s.
“Fuck,” I exclaimed, holding a hand over my heart. “Don’t
fucking do that, Ash.” Typical. The creeper was being all creeper again.
“What are you doing?” He stared at me, his gaze
hovering a little too long on my bare midriff.
I steadied the bag with one hand, taking deep breaths.
“What does it look like?”
“I’ve never seen…” He trailed off and I wondered if
I’d finally made the Golden Boy lost for words.
I
turned my back so I didn’t have to look at him. “What? A woman in a sports bra?
Highly doubt it.” I rolled my eyes and wiped my forehead with the back of my
arm. Even though I couldn’t see, I felt his gaze burning into my skin and I
suppressed the urge to squeeze my thighs together. Infuriating, self-absorbed,
arrogant…
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