The visceral response when I see him is slightly embarrassing, and don’t get me started on the aftermath left in my panties. But who can blame me? The man is one of those guys they made in stone back in Greece to depict the Gods, while also having the personality of your favorite German Shepherd. I know, comparing him to both a God and a dog, but it fits. The guy is loyal, kind, smart, strong, protective, and sexy as hell, while also slightly terrifying.
