Fighting Lust — Jennifer Miller

Ryder “Playboy” King is what everyone calls me, in and out of the octagon. I'm fine with being known as a Playboy. I've turned it into an art form. A big smile, charm, and a little flattery - and my needs are easily met. Besides, giving a shit can get a man hurt �" I'd rather get in and out in one piece. Enter Tessa Jameson. One fiery lust filled moment with her, is not enough. If anything, it leaves me wanting more, but she's not interested. Me? I know I've met my match �" I want more. She thinks men only want sex. I'm determined to prove her wrong. But it isn't easy. The closer I get, the more I want. Lust, is the act of taking. Love, is the act of giving. Can I continue to give and not take? Can two bruised people long committed to a lust filled life be willing to change - to love? Will lust just be another beatable opponent? I think so. Until I'm knocked to my knees with a blow I never see coming.