Chapter 15 The Nature of Comfort

• He walked to the bed and lifted the blanket. Giving a sweeping gesture for me to climb in.
• Staring at him nervously I slid into his bed. Immediately awash with the male scent of him.
• Dirt and trees and everything wild. But it seemed far more intense now. My nostrils flared and I felt like they were peeling open nearly up to my tear ducts to take in the aroma. And immediately I was damp between my thighs. Remembering that smell as he'd taken me over the table.