Present Day
Kaitlin’s POV
Once I step into the ring, the atmosphere changes. My skin prickles in anticipation. Watching Ryland earlier gave me some insight into his style, but I can feel his dominance trying to intimidate me. I smile a shy smile at him as I wrap my wrist slightly tighter with tape. Darren is waiting for me to step forward, so I do. A low growl sounds from Ryland and I steel my nerves ready for anything.
Darren calls to start and we both circle each other; he throws a few no-contact jabs as I dodge each playing his game. I noticed his footwork was a bit unsteady as he lunged forward, and the look cost me as he aimed an uppercut at my face and I avoided about 70% of the blow, but he landed the punch, sending me back a step. Yep, Cheap Shot.
I flex my jaw a few times but
