Fiona’s POV

Austin spread his arms without hesitation.

For a moment, I just stood there, staring at him. Then my feet moved on their own. I walked straight into his embrace. His arms wrapped around me gently, carefully, like he was afraid I might break. One hand rubbed slow circles on my back while the other held the back of my head.

God he smelled really good, like oud and lily, I couldn't bring myself to pull away, I didn't want to. I let myself melt into him.

His warmth, I could feel ...