Chapter 1: Introduction
Jen's world was all about the sharp grind of heavy iron meeting the bare stone floor of her private gym. And the deep burn in her muscles, as much a part of her daily regimen as breakfast or taking a dump first thing in the morning.
She could deadlift two-fifty, bench three-twenty. Curls? She could go up to seventy-five, fifty for hammer curls. But the best part of her workout, she had to admit, was the moment she got to push one-twenty in dumbbell tricep kickbacks.
The sheer delight of watching her already sculpted arms ripple and flex as she extended those weights back with her powerful arms was indescribable. She did need her chair for those, but that had never stopped her before.
It was during one of those magic moments that she noticed Sam.
He was a dark, slender man, a foot shorter than she was, in a slick suit. She'd never seen him around the gym before, but he was watching her with a kind of intensity that few men ever dared at the sight of her.
His eyes, dark and bottomless, skimmed over her corded arms, her broad muscular shoulders, the tight black sleeveless tank top that clung to every contour of her torso.
She curled the weights back with a satisfying grunt, feeling the burn seep through her arms with a pleasant warmth. The man's gaze fixed intently on her muscular form, his eyes devoured every strip of muscle on her arms like a hungry wolf. Jen couldn't help but feel a little intrigued.