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This book is for everyone who had a plan that didn’t quite work out. Don’t give up. You might just have needed a different route.
Because if she didn’t care about me, she wouldn’t have moved two thousand miles – or however fucking far it is from Houston to New York – and come to work for my new club. And if she didn’t care about me, she wouldn’t have packed a punch harder than Anthony Joshua. No, that blow had emotion behind it. Power behind it. And as long as there was a shred, a sliver, the tiniest fragment of feeling, then I still had a chance.
“I don’t give a fuck! The field is the only place I play fair. When it comes to you, all bets are off.”
“Look, you’re not going to marry him, his name is Barney. So I say give him your number and have some fun.”
“You can’t be Marnie and Barney.” She threw her head back and laughed loudly. I cracked a smile.
“Tell me who your pussy belongs to. Who it’s always belonged to.” “You, Jupiter… always you.” “Mine is going to be the only name you ever scream again. Understand?”

