Rowena
If I was being honest, I was a little curious about what sort of flirting techniques Eric was going to share with me.
But why did he lock the door? And why was he so close?
With his body pressed against me, I could practically smell the pheromones coming off of him. He was squeezing me a little too tightly again as well. It seemed as though he had a habit of that lately.
Maybe he didn’t know his own strength; after all, he had gotten so much more muscular during his warrior training. Maybe his brain hadn’t caught up with it yet.
Gently pressing my hands against his chest, I pushed him away just enough so I could breathe and get a better look at him.
“What’s all this about?” I asked, c*****g my head to the side. “You’re crushing me, Eric.”
“Can’t you tell? I’m trying to teach
