The woman with her foot on my gut is the opposite of my brother’s sunny-spirited mate. Whereas Chelsea is all smiles and fearlessness, this human female has a hunted look to her face. She’s small-framed, with a cloud of dark hair and an angry expression. But kef, does she smell amazing. Her scent is the best thing I’ve ever scented, and I want to just close my eyes and drink it in for hours. It’s both sweet and sultry, rich and musky and clean all at once.
