Wounded Lion by Ruby Knoxx

I’m a woman of science. I don’t believe in mates.
And men were never in my microscope.
But the thing is: this man I want in my microscope.
This man, I want to explore every minuscule part of.
I had no idea that they selected models for special ops teams.
But he’s here, and his nearness drives me insane.
I know that he’s just doing his job.
But it’s been so long, and he’s got me completely transfixed.
There’s something about him that draws me like a magnet.
It makes me want to caress that five o’clock shadow of his.
It makes me want to curl up in his lap against that chiseled stomach.
It makes me want to heal whatever it is that got him wounded.
In the most deliciously naughty and forbidden way…