AXEL
Fuck.
Fucking f**k.
There I go, messing up my good, carefully curated plan.
I had already made a decision. I was going to stay away from Hazel as far as I could. That was the plan. I was going to keep her at a distance. And after a while, everything was going to go back to normal. The weirdness would fade. Whatever air that was around us would fade.
But that’s not what happened.
No....actually, the opposite happened.
She just had to walk into my office. Looking like that. Talking like that. Throwing herself at me. And I took one whiff of her scent, and I was done for.
To give myself some credit, I had tried to hold myself together. The whole time I was talking to her, I was clenching my hand so tightly I was almost drawing blood, keeping myself from refusing her. Refusing her
