Ian's POV

The room was lit by the sun light boring through the square windows. The brown floor was sparkling clean and it reflected the things around. A boxing ring was at the middle of the room.

Rubbing my hand on my bare chest, I took a deep breath and let it out moments later. She was going to kill me. Chuckling, I wore my black boxing gloves and entered the ring.

The wooden door creaked open and Gabrielle strode in. She wore a yellow sports bra with tight black joggers. Her hips swayed as she strode to the mat next to the ring. Tying a sweat band over her...