"Oh, was it his sweetness I was smelling on you today?" Ronan bit out. I ground my teeth, but there were a few familiar faces on the street and I didn't want to make a scene. Or at least not more of one than poor fallen Hazel Nix on the arm of one man only to be passed off to another. "It was my climbing onto his cock like I was in heat that you smelled, as a matter of fact," I hissed back.
