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“Shit,” I murmur to myself, as I absentmindedly pluck a cookie from the box. It’s warm vanilla flavor, and it tastes exactly like how Skylar smelled.
Fuck.
I am not about to be become hard because of a cookie.
But I imagine her slick tastes the same way.
I grip the edge of the desk, steadying my breathing as I swallow.
I want her.
I want her so badly it hurts. My cock begs to be touched, but I ignore it as best I can and hurry out of River’s office.
It’s time to get some sleep.
Grabbing my jacket, I make my way out of the building and into the parking lot, where I pull out my phone.
I may be stretched thin, but there’s possibly one person that could help Skylar find her friend.
I know his instinct will be to say no, because he’s almost as unbearable as River. But it’s possible that once he meets her, he’ll be just as affected as we both were.
So, I send a text to someone that wants nothing to do with me.
One of the greatest detectives I’ve ever met.
Vincent.
14
RIVER
I wake up to the smell of coffee and the intoxicating aroma of vanilla.
For a moment, I forget where I am, and the unrecognizable high vaulted ceilings make me panic.
I subconsciously reach for a weapon that isn’t there until reality hits me.
Skylar.
I sit up with a start as a lilac blanket falls off my shoulders and pools in my lap. I stare at it dumbfoundedly and rub the material between my fingers.
It’s a nesting blanket.
What the fuck am I doing under Skylar’s nesting blanket?
Did she put this on me?
My inner Alpha roars, and my cock turns to steel.
The blanket smells like pure Skylar, a rich vanilla, along with a subtle hint of fabric softener.
I haven’t been near a nesting blanket, much less a nest, in years and this is just cruel.
If she knew what was going on in my head, she would have never placed that material near me.
Carefully, I move the blanket off myself and fold it neatly, placing it on the opposite end of the couch.
What the fuck.
