Jocelyn
Nightmares ruled my nights. Well...they weren't exactly nightmares. It was his scent. I couldn't sleep without Peri reminding me of his scent every few minutes. It was like I could smell him everywhere and nowhere at all. I would toss and turn all night, haunted by his delicious, leathery scent. Sometimes Peri would even give me faceless images of a big, strong man that would make my mouth water and my p*ssy clench painfully with need and I'd have to get up and take a cold shower to calm the f*ck down.
So standing here slinging pastries was the last thing I wanted to do today. I yawned tiredly and reorganized a small batch of plastic wrapped brownies in front of me. Beside me, Elena was barking out orders to some of the other volunteers and holding a clipboard, pointing at the de
