Aiden
Cecelia was the last person I expected to run into down in the basement, quite literally.
Benson and I, with the help of a couple of boys from the pack, had started knocking out the wall that Ellis wanted removed, and had pretty well gutted the old gym. Ellis wanted new everything, so even the lights and fixtures had to go. I tried to put aside any opinion I had of Ellis’ decisions. This was just a job, a way to keep my hands busy, nothing personal. I was doing pretty good until I rounded the corner and Cecelia plowed straight into my chest.
Immediately I knew something was different, something had changed. Her scent hit me even harder than her body did. I reached out to catch her when she stumbled back, but it was just as much to balance myself, her floral fragrance overwhelming
