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strikingly dominant.
    And then there was Revon Gryffin, the youngest, around my age. He was cocky, impetuous, reckless, admittedly a bit charming, and of course drop-dead gorgeous. With perfectly messy hair falling across his mischievous, handsome face, he had that irresistible devil-may-care nonchalance.
    And of course, he had the body to match. He was athletic and muscular in an easy sort of way, as if it just came naturally. He wasn’t bulky. He wasn’t the product of endless hours at the gym. His body had that rare mixture of powerful size and agile proportion. He moved gracefully, with an aesthetic, almost sculptural, presence.
    Rev lived life in the fast lane. I gleaned as much from the way he talked, the way he drove, and the way he interacted with his brothers. He was full of energy, raw spirit, and endless vigor. He had that vital spark—an unbridled enthusiasm for life that so few possess. Whether I wanted to admit it or not, I was captivated from the moment he approached me at the bar. All swagger, a sly smile, and an attitude that was all sex.
    “All right, stay here for a second,” he said, jogging me from my internal monologue of observations. “I’m gonna go mess with Mayhem a bit.”
    “Is that wise?” I asked, taking a seat next to Ink quite close to the ring.
    Rev shrugged as a crooked grin washed over his face. “Hey, I always do. And you heard what a stickler he is for traditions.”
    We were right by the corner of the ring, and I could hear Rev and Mayhem’s loud, boisterous exchange over the noise of the crowd.
    “You know,” Ink mused, sitting to my right, “he really hasn’t ever brought anyone to these fights. It’s very peculiar to see him take such an interest.”
    “Oh…well, it’s not like we’re together. I just needed a ride back to Vegas…” My voice trailed off, lost in the din of the crowd.
    The fight was starting. Rev patted Mayhem on his massive shoulder. “Don’t make me have to come and bail you out.”
    Mayhem bellowed. “Ha…Right. We wouldn’t want to risk getting a scratch on that pretty baby face of yours.”
    Rev punched Mayhem in the shoulder. “Hey…I’ve had my fair share of fights you know.”
    Mayhem raised his arms as Rev finished taping them up. “Yeah, and what happened?”
    Rev leapt down from the ring, turning back to the ring for a quick second. “I’m just too damn fast.”
    Mayhem rolled his eyes and backed into his corner, preparing mentally for the fight. Rev took a seat to my left.
    “This shouldn’t last long,” he said, turning to me with a smile. “After which, you should come grab a drink with me. I’m sure we can find something better than the last place.”
    “Uh, sure.” I muttered, absent-mindedly.
    I hadn’t intended to spend any more time with Rev. Heck, I’d planned on getting far away from him the moment I got back into Las Vegas.
    And that’s because I knew this would happen. I knew I couldn’t trust myself around a guy that gorgeous and charming. If he could send tingles of electricity through my body with the slightest touch, I could only imagine what else he could do. There wasn’t any helping it. If he wanted me, I couldn’t resist.
    And he wants me.
    I was aware of the eager look in his eyes when he cast not so subtle glances at my chest. He practically burned holes through the thin material of my blouse. Rev wasn’t afraid of making his intentions known. His sexuality was heavy and palpable, as noticeable as the muscular body under his t-shirt.
    I knew what he wanted. I’d spent my whole life avoiding guys like that. Guys who treated women like objects and couldn’t think past a single, fleeting moment of pleasure. They weren’t thinking about relationships or finding something more meaningful in life. Hell, they weren’t thinking beyond that night.
    And that might be exactly what I need.
    But, the reality was I’d spent my whole life avoiding men like that, and all I’d ended up with was Frank