Daisy’s POV
‘What do you mean?’ I ask, staring up at him nervously as he presses his arm against the door beside my head, leaning closer, the ripped muscles in his forearms flexing slightly. The scent of his skin washes over me as he smiles that sinful smile, the one he knows affects everyone around him. He still smells good despite his workout, like citrus fruit, I think it’s his body wash, it smells amazing, relaxing yet heady all at the same time.
Having him so close to me is short circuiting my brain, the citrusy scent invades me, wrapping around my body, tantalising my senses, and I have to physically stop myself from leaning forward and licking the orangey scent from his skin.
‘You know what I mean Sunshine’ he replies, his gaze hardening, his tone dominant, making my knees trembl
