Chapter 10

Gordon was in a very nicely washed white shirt and dark blue jeans, the smell of him was so erotic that it almost drew me closer to inhale his manly smell, but I backed away and hit the door of the washroom.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered.

"I came here to set some more rules," he said lowly and backed away, and I noticed his hands balling into fists. I could see that he was trying to control himself from something, but I don't know what. And what rules does he have now, other than not going in his room and talking against his orders.