76: Guilt

There was an urgency in the way Ares kicked open the bedroom door and strode in with Jodie in his arms. Her legs buckled as he planted them on the bedroom floor. He caught her, lifted her bridal style, and brought her over to the bed, where he sat her down.

"You smell nice," she complimented.

Ares smiled.

It was quite genuine and nerve-racking, and under normal circumstances, Jodie absolutely wanted to be at the receiving end of that smile for a long time. Only her situation wasn't normal.

"I could say the same about you," he replied. "Your feminine scent drives me crazy."

Pleased, she got off the bed when his hands moved to undo the first few buttons of his navy blue dress shirt.

"Let me."

Her hands came up to the button, working her way through it when he impulsively bent his head to the side of her neck and took a deep sniff.