All men suck! They lie, cheat, and break women’s hearts. I’d all but given up on men when I met Ethan Harlow, a drop-dead gorgeous boxer at Kidd’s gym.
Sexy, muscular, tattooed, and ‘talented’? Check, check, and double check.
Maybe one last try wouldn’t hurt. At men, and at boxing.
I’m a boxer. My name’s Beth, but no one ever calls me by my name.
They call me Jaz.
It’s short for Jasmine.
This is my story. It’s about fighting, fucking, and falling in love.
In that order.