Reptile Dysfunction by Zora Black

I’ll cover him in kisses…
…As he covers me in hisses.

As a disgraced reporter looking for redemption, I’ve got a small town and its fine mayor in my crosshairs. But I never expected to crave my subject.
He’s supposed to be a Greek myth, not look like a Greek god.
To get the scoop, I need to stick to his side. But no matter how much I claim it’s strictly professional, my hunger for him grows. And I’ve noticed…
My interest isn’t the only thing growing when we’re together.
With Mason, lines blur. Wrong starts to feel very right. My guilt mounts with every story I write. Maybe it’s time I put down the pen…
And find a better use for my hands.