DEMETRIA

“Something smells edible, Wildfire.” Marion came up behind me as I put the top back on my perfume.

He hugged me from behind, pressing his soft lips to my neck before hugging my back into his chest as he watched me through the mirror.

“I think that’s you,” I admitted truthfully.

I always found Marion sexy and attractive, but out here, I wasn’t sure if there was something in the air because I was attached to him constantly—my man.

“I would say let’s skip today's ...