Millicent
We stood there for another moment, neither of us saying what we were really thinking. Then I left like the coward I was, practically running to the elevator. I needed distance. Space. A very long, very cold shower.
The cab ride home was torture. Every bump in the road reminded me of sore muscles I'd forgotten I had. Abel's scent was all over me, and I could still feel where he'd touched, kissed, bitten. My wolf was practically purring with satisfaction, finally having been with our mate.
Not our mate, I told her firmly. Just Abel. Who we happened to have mind-blowing, life-altering s*x with. Multiple times. In positions that should be illegal.
I took the world's longest shower, trying to wash away the evidence of our night. But even with soap and hot water, I could still smel
