KEALThe scent of her hit me the moment I crossed the threshold of my suite; jasmine, warm skin, and that underlying, unmistakable musk of her. Roseline. I let the heavy door thud shut behind me, the weight of the day. I had gone to the office after I handed Gina over to Paula. There was a lot to deal with; petty disputes, the border patrol reports, and writing out checks for the Pack's use. I was tired, bone-deep, but that scent coiled in my gut, a low, insistent thrum beneath the fatigue.I sat on the edge of the bed, working the laces of my boots, the leather groaning in the quiet room. The soft click of the bathroom door was the only warning.Then Roseline walked out from the bathroom, stark naked, steam curling around her ankles like a phantom caress. Water droplets glistened on her collarbone, tracing paths over the full swell of her breasts, down the flat plane of her stomach, to the dark, neatly trimmed triangle of hair I’d told her to keep. I didn’t look up immediately, let
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