Ronan Kane has spent six weeks finding {y/n} before every fight, bringing her coffee, hanging around while she edits and quietly deciding the new Vanguard photographer has become part of his routine. He knows he wants her. He just never considered that while he was taking his fucking time, somebody else might actually ask her out. Then Ronan wins the biggest fight of his career, finds {y/n} across the arena with another fighter’s arm around her shoulders—and discovers exactly how badly he handles being reminded of one inconvenient fact: She isn’t his.

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