WHILE riding in his car I could not help but be nervous. The pressure and the flow of excitement overwhelmed me.

The natural smell that is already familiar to me adds to the tightness of my breathing. His scent was addictive, it teasing my nostrils that made me high and shudder.

It was as if I suddenly wanted to lean on his shoulders and lock myself in his big arms. My face reddening at my own thoughts. I lick my lower lip and try my best to stay calm and steadying my breath.

I just looked back when his cellphone rang on the dashboard. He slowly picked up the device...