The porch was silent as the last sliver of the sun dipped below the jagged horizon, painting the sky in deep, bruised violets and smoldering indigos. For a long moment, they just stood there, anchored to each other, watching the world go still.Caleb’s chest rumbled against her forehead, a steady, grounding thrum. But then, his head tilted. He took a long, slow breath against the crown of her head, his nose skimming her hair.“You stink,” he murmured.Sadie pulled back, her mouth dropping open in mock offense. “Excuse me? I haven't done anything all day but eat your five-star French toast.”Caleb’s grin was slow and dangerously wolfish, his eyes dark in the twilight. “Nah. You smell like sex, Sadie. My scent is all over you, but it’s stale. It’s heavy.” He leaned in, his voice dropping an octave. “I’m going to go start the bath.”He didn't wait for a response. He turned and disappeared into the house, leaving Sadie alone on the porch with
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