Sidekick becomes hero to save superheroes everywhere.
Chris, aka Crypto Man, loves being a sidekick—especially the 'kicking' part. When he returns to his boyhood home to search for clues about a recent increase in villains coming from the area, he finds himself face to face with a beautiful woman, and for the first time he has a shot at being the lead hero.
Penna Banena always wanted to be a hero. She even gave up modeling to join The Warden's School for Superheroes. When she discovers it's not only a scam but is providing inside information to villains, she stays on to gather enough evidence to take the whole ring down.
Crypto Man's appearance throws her plan for a loop. He's blunt, tough, and everything she's ever hoped for in a man. And although romance has to take a backseat to defeating the bad guys, if Penna has her way Crypto Man's world will never be the same.
Penna snorted before she could hold it back.
Chris looked up, his eyebrow cocked. "What was that for?"
"I can be your sidekick? Really? You are the definition of sidekick. In regular terms, you're also about as far from an independent hero as a guy can get."
"No crap, but it's one little thing. I can take lead on one thing, especially if you already did all the leg work." He wrinkled his nose. "I don't like that you know so much about me."
She couldn't erase her memory and wouldn't, not even for him. "Sorry."
"Fine. So you'll be my sidekick—standard rules, which I assume you know?"
Her heart raced. She never, ever, even in her wildest dreams, really believed she'd be a superhero. Now she was being offered the opportunity of a lifetime—Crypto Man's sidekick. Even if it was for one small mission, she'd have it.
"I know the standard rules, but I'd like to add a Dinah-Go clause."
"And that is?"
She grinned, looking him up and down again, imagining him in his blue stretch suit as opposed to the jeans and t-shirt he currently wore. "It counters the 'no fraternizing with the sidekick' clause, leaving the door open for any kind of seduction either of us might want."
He laughed, but then stopped, looking at her as if she'd grown a horn. "You were serious? What the hell could a girl like you want with a beast like me?"
For an instant she thought the problem was in her. Maybe he didn't like stacked blondes with rocking curves, but it sounded as if he might have a problem with confidence. She stood again, knowing full well what the heels and the nude catsuit did for her body. She stepped to him, nearly eye to eye.
"I could tell you all about the things I want to do to you." She ran her hands up his sides, tracing her fingers up his muscled abdomen. "Or I could show you."