[Fighting for Love 03] • Kissing the Canvas

Backed into a corner with no way out but his fists.

Grayson Fletcher has never been good for anything else except fighting. It’s how he clawed his way out of his broken childhood home, how he struggled to stay alive in the brutal Philly underground rings, and how he found his way back to Adriana. But now, the very skill that gave him a chance out of the system is threatening to pull him back in.

He’s her only hope out of the hell she’s found herself in.

He knows that what happened to her is his fault, and he knows exactly what it’ll take to bring Adriana back from the hell that she’s found herself in—even at the cost of his career and possibly even life.

A love worth fighting for.

Together, Grayson and Adriana have one chance to give themselves the fresh start that they’re searching for. But with no room for errors and no chance for mistakes, will the two of them make it or will the old saying about the brightest stars burning out the fastest hold true.

**EXCERPT**

“Hey! Hey!” She hammers hard on the door with her fist. “Let me out! Let me out of here!” she screams, as she kicks the door and throws her weight against it, making as much noise as she can. “Somebody help me! I’m down here!” Her voice cracks, as all the anger she’s used to get her to the top of the stairs dissipates into despair.

There’s no answer from the other side of the door, not even a sound, nothing. There’s no light coming from underneath it. Whatever is on the other side, there’s no one there who wants to help her. She turns around, her back sliding against the door as she slips to the floor. She leans her head back, feeling the unforgiving inflexibility of the door behind her.

“Grayson, where are you?” The words come out in a whisper, as she hugs her knees to her chest, curling up in the fetal position. “Please come find me.”