Felix was watching me. Looking outrageously smug. This was getting out of hand. I bent down, getting eye to eye with him so I could lay down the law. Man to…cat. Only to be hit with a burst of Ivy Winter’s delicate gingerbread scent. Fuck. It had been months since I first scented her and it hadn’t lost its allure. Not one bit. In fact, I think it was getting worse.
