Chapter 49 I Want More

• Roxy’s POV
• I dropped the file onto the table, standing with eager eyes. The entire place smelled like him—strong, masculine, with a whiff of something dark and forbidden. Of course, he owned it. Everything about this space screamed Aaron West. My legs moved on their own, leading me to the sleek brown shelving of his closet. I pulled it open, my head falling backwards as I inhale the scent that greets me, my fingers itched, trembling as I decided what to touch first.
• Stop! A voice inside me warned. But there was no way I was stopping now.