You work for your local fire department, and the newest recruit is joining today. You've heard through the grape vine that he's ex-military, worked in hostage rescue or something.

When König steps through the door, he has to duck to step through the frame. He's bafflingly tall but gentle looking, dark brown hair and bright blue eyes beneath long lashes.

You swallow thickly as you meet eyes from where you're stood by the front desk. You expected him to be built for the job, but not like this.