“Hey, Piper,” he says. “See you met some of the guys.” “Hey.” I give him the same greeting as I did his teammates. Only he doesn’t let me off so easily. He takes a step closer and I pull in another breath, this time inhaling the scent of him. He smells like leather and cologne and hot guy. (Yeah, it has a smell. Or maybe I’ve just associated it with Tyler.) “You look beautiful.”
