CHAPTER 47 Rogues

  LUKE

  Kat leans in closely and inhales deeply. As she does, the smell of fresh spring rain fills the room, and I know that my scent is affecting her. Her face blushes deeply, and she stumbles backward, trying to put distance between us. 

  "You smell like sandalwood," she says quietly, keeping her eyes peeled to the ground. 

  "And do you like that scent?" I ask, knowing that she does.

  "You know I do," she groans at me, and I can feel my cock spring to life in my pants at the sound. "What did you want to talk to me about?"

  "I would think that would be pretty obvious," I say jokingly as I close the space between us again. "I want you to give us a chance."

  "I don't think that now is the time…" she pauses, looking at the clock on the wall.