Muscles & Monsters (Leviathan Fitness, #1)

by Ashley Bennett

“It looks like you’re having a bad day. Can I give you a hand?” he asked in a deep, rumbling voice. “That—that would be great,” I sniffled. His body swayed back and forth slightly over my response and it was then I realized that he had a tail. He was wagging his tail at me.

Fallon blinked at me, the wheels in his bird brain turning. “There’s someone you’re interested in.” Shit. I’d really done it now. The last thing I needed was this giant chicken trying to play matchmaker.

Thump. Thump. Thump. My fucking tail just kept thwapping against everything. It couldn’t seem to control itself when she was around.

Thank gods I lived alone because I howled like a teenage wolfgirl. Tegan had sent me a heart eyes emoji.

I was fairly confident she sucked my soul right out through my cock. She had me so far gone for her that it was sad. I might as well have her name tattooed on my balls.

“I went to school to be a pastry chef, Atlas. That isn’t the same as being a regular chef.” She giggled and rolled her eyes at me before tucking a loose wave of hair behind her ear.

Maybe it’s just me because I’ve been to culinary school, but even a pastry chef goes through basic cooking classes.

Not only was he hot, but he was an amazing chef. This was it. He was never getting rid of me now.

“A moment of discomfort is nothing compared to a lifetime of unhappiness. Knowing that it led me to you, I’d make that choice again and again.”

I’d make good on that whole biting her ass idea at some point. Maybe I’d even eat it. Slip my tongue right in there. Weren’t the kids doing that these days? I was down to clown.