I moved past him, but he grabbed my hand, tugging me back gently and embracing my body. He smelled so good, and his hard body felt amazing against my… much less hard one. Keeping me close to him, he tilted my head back some and then pressed his lips to my forehead. I loved the way his beard scratched against my face. It’d been a minute since I was this close to an actual man and wasn’t trying to defend myself. “Don’t walk past me without some type of greeting, Anastazia.”
