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ER nurse Sonnet Mendoza’s new housemate Griffith Parker proves there is more to a man than meets the eye and shows her there’s more to life than just her career.
Sheltered and cosseted, Sonnet Mendoza abided by her papi’s wishes her whole life: no boys, studies first and always. Now an ER nurse in a busy Chicago hospital, medical school is so close Sonnet can taste it. Just like her father always wanted. Just like she can taste all the things she wants—like Griffith Parker, the man of her dreams and her new housemate.
Working “graves” in a large hospital as a security guard while attending the police academy during the day doesn’t leave ex-Marine Griffith Parker any personal time, but after meeting the beautiful Sonnet Mendoza, business as usual is anything but. Sassy, smart…and interested in him, too? Except, she’s made an art of keeping her distance, and she’s been clear that her plans don’t include him. But the heart wants what the heart wants. His wants Sonnet. He’ll put it on the line to win her.
Griffith took the proffered mug of coffee with a grateful grin, and went out to his car. She was curled in the armchair, reading a medical journal article on the benefits of holistic medicine when he came back inside. In one hand he had a run-down red power drill. In the other, he lifted what looked like a black bike rack.
“Is it okay if I put this up? I’ll remove it and fill in the holes when I leave.”
She set her new mug of coffee on the table. “Um, sure. What is it, exactly?”
“A what? Like the character in X-Men?”
He gave her a lopsided grin. “No, c’mon. I’ll show you.”
She followed him to the open archway where the living room led into the dining room. He looked around the ceiling, and lifted a hand to knock on the wall partition above them. It made a solid sound. “Here should be perfect. There’s enough space for it below the wainscot.”
“For what?” she asked, confused.
He chuckled, positioned the black rack-like thing on the wall above them, and held it still.
“Oh, it’s a pull-up bar?”
The loud, electric whirr of the power drill echoed as he fixed the pull-up bar to the wall space above them. She watched his strong legs as he stood on a chair securing the last screws. He yanked on the bar a little to ensure it was in place, and patted the wall. “That ought to do it.” He jumped down from the chair and set the power drill on it. “Want to see it in action?”
He’d need to jump a few feet in order to even hold onto it. “If you can reach that thing and still do pull-ups, be my guest. I’ve got to see this.”
Griffith chuckled and ducked his head as he peeled off his T-shirt. She did her best not to salivate at the sight of his hard body. The man was all muscle, and didn’t have an ounce of fat on him.
“Don’t want to get sweat on it.” He winked at her, balled the shirt up, and set it on the chair. But Sonnet wasn’t listening, her eyes remained glued to his impossible muscles as he jumped up, clutched the bar, and crossed his ankles. He started doing pull-ups.
She folded her arms and stared. Hell, she couldn’t pretend not to, even out of courtesy. Her pussy throbbed, and she clenched her thighs together to soothe the ache. “One,” she joked when he got to ten.
“Hey, shut it, you. These are, ugh, hard to do.”
A small trickle of sweat trailed past the long, faded scars between his shoulders, along the center of his spine, and the crazy image of licking off the droplet filled her brain. “I’ll take your word for it, and let you do all the work.”
“Fine by me,” he grunted and dropped back down. “And that’s how it’s done.”
She held onto his shirt while he grabbed some paper towels and dried off, then chucked them in a nearby bin. She handed him the shirt, though what she really wanted to do was bury her nose in it.