Do you like your men a little raw — the kind who wear their masculinity with a touch of fur and ink? Kris Irons is that kind of man: young, rugged, and irresistibly masculine. On a plumbing job, Kris is hard at work fixing a bathroom in a client’s apartment. Dust clings to his skin, his shirt half-unbuttoned, his beard framing a teasing smirk as he pauses for a smoke. Then something catches his eye — a wardrobe full of sharp suits. The sight sparks a fantasy. Drawn by curiosity and desire, Kris strips off his dirty work clothes and slips into one of the tailored jackets, feeling the smooth fabric against his skin. In the mirror, the rough-edged plumber has transformed into a powerful, suited man — confident, sleek, and dangerously sexy. The sight of himself like this sends a shiver down his spine, and he gives in to the heat building inside as he watches his reflection.
