She was in my blood already—probably not a good thing, but I couldn’t make myself care. I couldn’t get enough of her, and the weird part was we still hadn’t slept together. I just really enjoyed her humor and how much we had in common. “Can I come watch you box?” “Why would you want to do that?” I didn’t know if I was ready for that yet. Scarlet was fragile and seeing me like that might ruin everything. “Because, that’s why.” “Not a reason.” I kissed her neck. “It’s important to you, and I’d like to see it.” She twisted around and looked at me. “Better, but I don't think you’re ready for it.” “Why do you say that?” “It’s a whole side of me that you don’t really know.” “I saw you with Max, so I won’t be afraid, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
