Skylar.

The alluring sandalwood scent from Conrad's t-shirt filled my nose as I put it on. I got a cosy feeling, it felt as though he was wrapped around me.

I'd almost forgotten about the crisis that I'd just set loose.

Stepping out of the dressing room, I watched Conrad, sitting at the edge of his king-sized bed with his chin resting on his palm.

My heart skipped seeing him like that, knowing I was the cause of his distress.

I walked up to him, placing my hand on his shoulder and he ...