Chapter 29-licking

Lynn's POV

I kept my mouth shut.

I wanted to touch her anywhere.

I couldn't help but wonder if she'd been in Lucas's car for so long, if she'd seen me passing by, why she hadn't gone upstairs, and why she had Lucas's wolf on her.

The smell of one of the suits left on marilyn was enough to mess with my mind, but I'd never been in a relationship, nor had I ever been this close to anyone else. I had no experience in the first sixteen years that could address the confusion I felt at the moment.

I wanted to ask her, but I was afraid I was being unreasonable.

I released my intense wolf breath without control, and the oppression came crashing down on marilyn like a silk cocoon wrapping her tightly.

She took a deep breath, and the strong, familiar scent penetrated deep into her, causing her body to tremble a little.

Marilyn doesn't understand "touch" in the same way that I do. She thought I simply wanted to be close to her, but I meant something much broader.