This story has hands’ down won the Bettie Zyx Award for Nerdiest Erotica!
I recommend as enjoyable! Heroine demonstrates that no amount of intelligence can undermine the urge to be stupid. Hero’s an asshole with apparently the correct pheromone makeup and testosterone expression to get away with it. Damn you, biochem! At least, that’s what she’ll probably be saying in two months time. Three max.
“We’re out of Taq polymerase.” [First line and hook. Reeled me right in. -BZ]
“I waved and went back to the J-Bact paper, finding consolation in ATP binding sites and antibiotic resistance.”
“…removed my pants as confidently as if he were unsandwiching a Western blot.”
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