Chapter 165 – Prizefight

• “I should probably know more about boxing,” I murmur to Rafe, at my side, as we get out of the car to the flashes and the shouts of the paparazzi.
• My handsome brother laughs warmly down at me, offering his arm. “Yes, you probably should,” he murmurs. “Considering who you’re mated to. What do you know?”
• I give him a tiny frown and a shrug as the rest of our family and friends climb out of the limo. “You know, all the basics.”