RAVEN
Flight or Fight #1
Ashley Suzanne
Re-Releasing Sept 8th, 2015
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In the debut of Ashley Suzanne’s
blistering-hot Fight or Flight series—perfect for fans of Monica Murphy and J.
Lynn—two sparring partners put their hearts on the line and push their bodies
to the edge.
blistering-hot Fight or Flight series—perfect for fans of Monica Murphy and J.
Lynn—two sparring partners put their hearts on the line and push their bodies
to the edge.
Rian
Fields is done being a punching bag. When Rian was thirteen, her only friend
walked out on her, leaving Rian alone to mourn when she lost her mother three
years later. Then he came back into her life senior year, igniting new
desires—and breaking her trust permanently when he enlisted in the army. Now
Rian has finally found an outlet for her rage against the world: mixed martial
arts. But just as she’s learning the ropes, Garrett Rhodes turns her life
inside-out one more time.
Fields is done being a punching bag. When Rian was thirteen, her only friend
walked out on her, leaving Rian alone to mourn when she lost her mother three
years later. Then he came back into her life senior year, igniting new
desires—and breaking her trust permanently when he enlisted in the army. Now
Rian has finally found an outlet for her rage against the world: mixed martial
arts. But just as she’s learning the ropes, Garrett Rhodes turns her life
inside-out one more time.
As
much they hurt each other, Garrett never got over Rian. So when he gets the
call that she’s in jail, he bails her out, no questions asked. The years have
toughened her. Made her harder. Sexier. All she needs to make it as an MMA
fighter is the right coach, and Garrett’s man enough to train her. He just has
to go toe-to-toe with “Raven,” the fearless woman who takes control in the ring
. . . without falling for Rian, the vulnerable girl who still drives him crazy.
much they hurt each other, Garrett never got over Rian. So when he gets the
call that she’s in jail, he bails her out, no questions asked. The years have
toughened her. Made her harder. Sexier. All she needs to make it as an MMA
fighter is the right coach, and Garrett’s man enough to train her. He just has
to go toe-to-toe with “Raven,” the fearless woman who takes control in the ring
. . . without falling for Rian, the vulnerable girl who still drives him crazy.
“Rian?
Rian, wait up,” a gruff voice calls.
Being
new to the school and not having had the chance to
make any friends yet, I keep
moving, knowing he’s yelling for
someone else that coincidentally has the same
name.
“Rian!”
I
turn around to examine my surroundings, when a tall, lean
boy runs directly into
me, scattering my books and schedule
across the hallway. Reaching down to pick
up my belongings,
the entire world stops when I make eye contact with the
person who’s been screaming my name up and down the
corridor. He was in fact
calling out for me.
“Garrett,”
I hoarsely whisper.
“I
knew
that was you back there. Not too many chicks named Rian,” he jokes, handing me
a book I failed to retrieve.
“How
did you know I was here?” Of all the schools in the
world, I’m at the one with
the only friend I ever really had.
“I
was sitting in the back of Ms. Sullivan’s class. I didn’t
recognize you at
first, but when she said your name, I knew
it
had to be you.” Garrett pulls me
into his arms and hugs me
tightly. If I wasn’t carrying all of this stuff, I
would have
hugged him back. There’s so much to tell him. So much to
talk about.
“Well,
I have to get to class. Can we talk later?” I ask, not
wanting to be late to
another class.
“Yeah,
meet me in the front. I’ll give you a ride home.”
One
more squeeze and he
starts walking in the opposite direction.
The
rest of the day passes by in a blur. All I can think about is
seeing Garrett
again. It’s amazing how he’s always there
when I need him most. Kind of like my
own personal
guardian angel disguised in loose jeans, a tight T-shirt, and
sneakers.
Waiting
just outside the main entrance, I see his eyes before
anything else. He’s the
only person I know with such
intense,
yet comforting, blue eyes. It’s probably
the only thing that
hasn’t changed about him over the last three years.
Standing
a good foot taller than the other boys, he effortlessly moves
through
the crowd until he’s standing right in front of me.
“You
ready?” he asks.
“Yep.”
The butterflies I used to get when I knew him before come fluttering back,
stealing all coherent thoughts from my
brain. Please, God, don’t let me be one
of those girls.
Garrett
grabs my hand and I try to ignore the electric current
racing up my arm, down
my spine, and straight to my belly.
I’ve never been electrocuted, but it
probably feels just like
this. Weaving through the rest of the students making
their
way through the parking lot, Garrett stops at a lifted black
pickup
truck. For the life of me, I’m not sure how I’m going to
get inside this beast.
“Need
some help?”
“If
you want me to get in this thing, then yeah, I’m gonna
need some help.” Before
my brain has time to catch up,
Garrett grabs hold of my hips and hoists me up
and into the
cab.
As
I bunch my skirt between my knees, Garrett shuts the door, leaving me alone. I
wait for him to enter and my
thoughts are racing wildly through my head. How
did he
afford such a nice truck? Does he have a girlfriend? Does he know about
my mom? Does he think I’m pretty? Can he tell
I’m attracted to him? These
aren’t a thirteen-year-old’s
feelings I used to have for Garrett. No, we’ve
skipped right
over the puppy-love stage and entered the “how long until
he’s
rounding the bases?” phase, and the overwhelming
need to know what his mouth
tastes like and how his hands
feel on my body have me ready to combust.
Garrett
climbs into the truck, fires it to life, and takes off out of
the parking lot
like he owns the damn thing. Speeding down
the road, we’re a good five minutes
from the school before
Garrett opens his mouth to speak.
“You’re
lookin’ real good, Rian.”
“Thanks.
You too,” I respond, trying to hide my crimson
cheeks from his view.
“Where
ya staying? You and your mom just move to town?”
He has no idea what’s
happened. One of a billion questions
has been answered.
“Yeah
and no. My mom died. I’m living down here with my aunt Elaine.”
Garrett’s
face drops and he fumbles for a minute until he can
find the words. “I’m real
sorry, Ri. What happened?”
“Can
we not talk about that right now? I wanna know what
you’ve been up to.”
“Been
living here since Dad got transferred a couple years
back. I start on the
basketball team and work part-time at the
deli across town. Nothing real
exciting.”
I
shift nervously in my seat, wanting to ask about any
romance in his life, but I
can’t find a way to do it without
prying. If he wants to tell me, he will.
“I’m
really digging the new look. When I left, you were all
about what the other
girls were wearing. It’s cool to see you
come into your own.” Turning my head
toward the window,
I let a small smile crack—the only one that’s shown since
before everything happened with Tom. It feels real nice.
“Thanks.
I like it, too. Feels more like me, you know?”
“Yeah.
You always did like the way your mom dressed.
You look just like her.” Quickly
realizing that he’s talking about my
mom again, he shuts his mouth and shakes
his head.
“I’m sorry. It’s just weird that she’s not here.
I didn’t mean to
upset you.”
I
don’t even realize that tears have started to pool in my
eyes, glazing them
over. “It’s fine. These are her clothes.
When I left home, I didn’t want to be
the same girl I had been
before. Worrying about what the latest trends are just
to fit in
was never me. I had to make do when you left. It was hard
without
you,” I whisper, wishing I could take it back.
“If
I didn’t have to leave, I never would have. You know that,
right? You were my
best friend.”
“I
know if you didn’t have to, you wouldn’t have. It wasn’t
pleasant. For so long,
I had you to protect me from the
wolves, and then one day you were gone.
I’m
happy to see you again.”
“What
do you say we make up for some lost time?” Garrett
asks with a devilish grin. I
know that look and exactly what
he’s planning to do.
“There’s
a lake nearby?” I’m not familiar with the area, only
having come here a few
times when I was younger, but he
has to know it like the back of his hand by
now.
“Yep.
You up for it?”
“I
ain’t no chicken. Let’s go.”
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Ashley Suzanne has been writing for as long as she can
remember. As a youngster, she was always creating stories
and talking to her imaginary friends. Thankfully, her parents
also carried this love of fiction, and helped her grow into the
bestselling author she is today. When Ashley isn’t coming up
with her next story, you’ll most likely find her on the couch,
telling her husband all about her new book boyfriend, or
spending quality time with her two gremlins . . . er, adorable children.
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