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Did I run? No, he’d just chase me.
Play dead? I had a feeling that wouldn’t work. Heightened senses made for better hearing, and I wasn’t one of those people who could slow their heart rate at will.
Hands slammed into the walls on either side of me hard enough to scare me. “Your mind is elsewhere, little human. I thought we were bonding here.”
My eyes skittered away from his arms caging me into his tantalizing gaze. My tongue snuck out to wet my lips, and Wynn’s eyes followed the movement. I let out a nervous laugh and fiddled with the edge of my t-shirt. “Uh...were we?”
His lips curled up in a wolfish manner as he leaned into me. “Yes, you were about to tell me how badly I smell.”
“Was I?” I murmured, only barely paying mind to what he was saying. I’d never been this close to him before. Our breaths mingled, and I could say with all surety that he did not stink, breath or otherwise. He was close enough to kiss if I just moved an inch. My eyelids fluttered, and I prepared myself to be kissed.
“So?”
“So, what?” My eyes snapped back open, confusion filling me. Wynn had his head tilted to the side, so his neck was bare to me. Did he want me to bite him?
He let out an impatient sigh. “What do I smell like?”
Oh. Freaking literal much.
I released the laundry bag and placed my hand on his shoulder and pushed up on my toes, giving his neck a quick whiff before backing away.
“Well?”
A mixture of jasmine and thunderstorms assaulted my senses, sinking deep inside of me. My breasts felt heavy and ached for his touch. But I didn’t tell him that. Or that my panties were practically ruined from just the smell of him.
With as much self-restraint as I could muster which, let’s face it, wasn’t much, I stepped back from him, picked my bag up, and muttered, “You smell fine,” before ducking under his arm and running from the room.
I’d been avoiding him ever since.
“Do you need help finding something?” a small shop girl with freckles and a pretty smile asked me, jerking me out of my thoughts. Her name tag told me that her name was June.
I returned her smile and let out a nervous laugh. I’d been staring at the same bottle of shampoo for who knew how long so she probably thought I was going to steal the damn thing. “No, sorry. I just forgot what I came for.”
June’s eyes crinkled around the edges. “Boy troubles?”
Sighing, I put the shampoo back on the shelf. “How’d you know?”
“You have that look.”
I cocked my head to the side. “What look?”
Waving a hand at my face, she explained, “Dazed. Jumpy. Lack of normal motor functions.”
Giggling, I scratched my ear. “Is it that obvious?”
June leaned into me. “No, but I know the signs. So why don’t you tell me about it? I might be able to help, and if not, I can at least offer my expertise in hair care.” She winked, making me laugh again.
I ran my hand up and down my purse strap, staring at the shampoos. “Well, I like this guy.”
“Okay, a male.” June nodded with all seriousness. “We’re getting somewhere. So, does he know you exist?”
Despite myself, I grinned. “Oh, yeah.”
“And he likes you?”
“I think so.”
June pursed her lips and placed her hands on her hips. “So, what’s the deal?”
