As I had stood within the kitchen I had sensed something. An alteration in her scent. But I had tried desperately to convince myself it was the scent of the plants or the flowers she was handling. Needing to deal with the matter at hand. The addictive aroma was tickling at my senses, and I had been struggling to resist it. The scent of my mate was difficult to resist at the best of times, but this was something else. Stronger. Pheromones mingled with her scent, or something. My body was alive at the scent of it, I was sure. But I continued to push back the thought. I had things I needed to do. Heat right now, was not ideal...
But once we were alone, the allure of that scent continued to call to me. Drawing me in and driving me wild. And as we sat within the lounge, the tantalizing scent
