Cayden squeezed my fingers and made to let go, just as his nostrils flared. My hand was only inches from his face, and in a move that would forever haunt me, he brought my hand to his nose and inhaled. Heat flooded my cheeks. Holy crap. I rarely bothered touching myself much, seeing as it never went anywhere. This was just my luck. The one night I’d ventured down there, and the very guy I’d dreamed about appeared and sniffed my goddamn fingers. He couldn’t really smell anything, though, right? You’re being paranoid. Relax. “W-what are you doing?” I stammered out. I was pretty sure my face
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