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Adonis and the Scientist
Adonis and the Scientist
Adonis and the Scientist
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Adonis and the Scientist

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"This method actually has the highest success rate. Besides," she paused, biting her lip and smiling. "It’s more fun than a medical procedure."

Paul hadn't known what to expect when he signed up for a genetic test as part of his graduate studies program. What he definitely didn't expect was for the experiment's administrator to tell him that he was genetically the perfect specimen of a man, flawless in every way. If that wasn't enough, he could never have expected that the gorgeous scientist would tell him about her husband's infertility, and who she would really like to be the father of her children...

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Release dateJul 24, 2020
ISBN9781005372040
Adonis and the Scientist
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Cassandra Zara

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    Adonis and the Scientist - Cassandra Zara

    God's Gift to Women: Adonis and the Scientist

    All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.

    I nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw the letter from Dr. Callum. Her study on human genetics was something I was roped into for extra-credit, but what’s a grad student supposed to do when his grades are slipping? The results were supposed to be our payout for getting blood drawn, but I was afraid of what I might learn. If I had a genetic disorder ready to spring on me later, I’d rather not know that an axe was hanging over my head.

    Ripping the paper sleeve open, I pulled out the folded letterhead. I had to fight not to shit myself when I read the forcefully handwritten words: Come to my office as soon as possible. You need to hear about the results in person. I’m usually in until 8P.M. during the week.

    I knew it. I had inherited some awful set of genes that would cause a painful, lingering death in my thirties. It was the only explanation I could come up with for the message. I didn’t even bother walking up the stairs from the mailbox to drop my textbooks off inside my apartment. I just went straight back to my car and raced back to campus.

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