My job is my life and I take my responsibility very seriously.
It’s a calling and not just something I do to make ends meet.
I want to help people.
I thought I could be professional.
How is that possible when his body is begging for the touch of a woman?
He wasn’t married and didn’t have a steady girlfriend.
He was built like a wet dream come true.
I found myself staring at his likeness on my computer with a finger playing over the edge of my bottom lip.
Those eyes can convey a certain need that has been unsatisfied.
I’m trying to resist, but the temptation is too much.
I have to remain detached.
He has a problem and I can fix it.
Sports medicine is a new chapter in my life.
There’s a reason why I have this desperate need to see my clients fighting their emotional issues.
He is a beautiful specimen.
It’s not possible to look at him without thinking naughty thoughts…
‘Playing It Dirty: A Bad Boy Sports Romance’ is a 30000-Word Standalone story with no cliffhanger and HEA.