ARTEMIS’ POV

Even hours after she’s gone, her intoxicating scent till lingers in my room.

For a strange reason, it invades my mind, my dreams, bringing with it subtle flashes of her face, her defiant green eyes, and those soft seductive curves. She dances around in my memory with a little mischievous smile, slowly going down on her knees and staring right into my soul with those electrifying emerald eyes.

Fuck.

Maybe I do want to fuck her.

No, just her lips.

I’d generously enjoy ...