Rachel’s kitchen sink had been leaking for days. When it finally burst at 9 PM on a Friday, flooding her floor, she had no choice but to call the emergency service. Thirty minutes later, a heavy knock sounded at her door.
She opened it to the tallest, most intimidatingly attractive man she’d ever seen. He was easily 6’5”, broad-shouldered, with tattooed arms visible under his rolled-up sleeves and a tool belt slung low on his narrow hips. Dark hair, stubble, and intense brown eyes completed the picture.
“Jax. Emergency repair,” he said, voice deep and rough. “Show me the damage.”
Rachel led him to the kitchen, painfully aware she was wearing only an oversized t-shirt and panties after her shower. Jax assessed the mess quickly, muscles flexing as he moved the cabinet door aside.
“Easy f
