Adrian's POV
I watched her hurry into the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind her like a f*****g shield.
I knew that look. The crimson staining her cheeks. The way her eyes had darted to mine before snapping away, like she'd been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. She was embarrassed. Flustered. And now she was hiding in there, thinking she could escape me.
I didn't need to guess what was going through her head. I could smell it.
That sweet, feminine scent. Warm and thick, drifting under the door like smoke. The unmistakable fragrance of her arousal. She was soaked. Dripping.
Fuck.
My c**k hardened instantly, pressing against my jeans like a goddamn steel rod.
*Someone's eager tonight.*
*"Shut the f**k up,"* I growled at Raze.
*You can smell her too, A
