Code of Honor (Cipher Security #2)

by April White

A man who read actual books, and then read them again. It was almost as sexy as … well, nothing, because nothing was sexier than a man who read. Except a man who read naked. Out loud. With chocolate.

I thought I’d heard him say that his spirit animal was a jaguar. That felt right. He prowled the room with stealthy grace, and I found it ironic that he’d make a great thief. Except I was the thief.