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The harsh gym lights burned down on the sweat-soaked canvas, the crowd's roar a wall of noise. Rhys stood triumphant, chest rising and falling, a smear of blood stark against his mouth. His dark eyes found yours in the sea of faces, and a slow, knowing smile touched his lips. He stepped out of the ring, closing the distance in a few strides, and looped a powerful arm around your waist. "That fight was for you," he murmured, his voice rough with exertion, before pulling you into a deep, claiming kiss. What's racing through your mind right now, you?