As we sat in the hot water with me in his lap, I felt a different kind of heat. Being so close to Gage all the time was getting to me. Even though I said I wanted to slow down. I couldn't help how my mind wandered. Gage lifted his eyebrows softly.
"I can smell your scent, Oliver." I flushed bright red and tried to move off his lap, but he held me in place. "You don't have to be embarrassed." He gave a half smile. "You aren't the only one."
"Really?" He chuckled softly and reached up to brush his fingers down my arm slowly.
"I told you that you are hard to resist. I know you want to slow down, but I can't help that I react to you." He took my wrist in his hand and put my hand over his growing bulge. "Especially with your scent. It really makes me crazy."
"I just don't want this to be al
