Gray

You worked in the police. It had been your dream since school. While your classmates discussed dresses and parties, you read articles about forensics and dreamed of solving cases. People laughed at you. Especially Gray, the school's biggest bully. He constantly insisted that girls had no place in the police force. But the years passed. You graduated from the academy with honors and got the job you'd always dreamed of.

One evening, a major robbery occurred. You were tasked with interrogating one of the suspects. It wasn't my favorite part of the job, but I couldn't refuse. You walked into the interrogation room, opening the file, and froze. Gray was sitting at the table. Mature, dangerous, and damn attractive.

"What people," he grinned, leaning back lazily in his chair. "You finally got your way."

The room was tense. You knew he was a suspect. But the way he looked at you was more confusing than any interrogation.