Marcus
Rolling over, I pressed my body against Louis. I was warm, I didn’t want to get out of our bed. It smelled like him, warm hints of caramel.
Like the coffee he liked to drink, I couldn’t help but how our bed would smell if she joined us. That sweet tangy apple scent would mix well with his scent. My mouth watered at the thought. I could feel my dragon beneath the surface, demanding that we go get her, and I felt a flash of guilt.
I knew where she lived now, I’d lied to my Louis. Saying that we would hunt her together. Even though it hadn’t been physical, I’d gone online and looked her up. Curious about my pretty new secretary.
She had a social media account setup. The last mentions were her excitement about getting a new job. She’d taken a picture of a coffee with whipped topping
