Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 268

Even as I inhale the dreamy scent of leather and sandalwood, I’m fighting that urge to cave in as I perk my back out…my butt pushing back into his groin. He’ll notice I haven’t got my gun on me today.

A groan escapes him as he reaches higher, grabbing the jar and looking back at me.

“You don’t play fair, do you Red.” He chuckles slightly by my ear before placing the jar down on the worktop in front of my slightly exposed tummy. His thumb brushing against my belly button, those tingles erupting again.

“Not if I can help it.”

I turn, my back now pressing against the worktop’s edge as I try to make a little room between us.

Now facing him, this close…I can appreciate just how handsome he is. His dark brown broody eyes hold a twinkle in them today, his jet-black hair styled perfectly as is his facial hair.

Up this close I only now notice that he has two slight dimples at the edge of his lower cheek bones, his facial hair almost hiding them…no wonder I have only just noticed them. Up until now he’s been giving me cold looks from across a table.

The scent of his leather jacket still lingers off him but mixed with some kind of cologne he is wearing, something scented with sandalwood…reminding me of the woods Lobo and I often run through.

“I need to get back…” I start to move aside, collecting the jar, making an excuse to leave.

“Burnt oranges…” He leans into me, his nose seemingly smelling me.

“Huh?”

“Burnt oranges and spice…you smell like autumn Red.” His brown eyes give a flash of his wolf, his fur side pushing forward to see me. There is something poetic about the rim around his pupils becoming darker, almost black. He was being affected by our closeness just as much as me, no matter how much he denies it. But to say I smelled like burnt oranges….