Chapter 11 What's Your Name, Little White?

• With each question he asked, he took a step towards me. I wanted to stand my ground and not move, but I couldn't stop myself from doing so. I moved back as he advanced until I was against the wall and had nowhere else to go.
• A sexy smirk was playing around his lips as he came to a stop in front of me. He was too close for my peace of mind. His heady scent of lemons wrapped around me, tantalizing my senses and all I wanted to do was lean over and bury my face in his chest, which I knew would be strong and muscular. I knew it would be a wrong idea to do so. He might not have rejected me, he might have announced to everyone that I was his mate but…
• "You must have really been overwhelmed by my handsomeness, that's why you fainted”. He was nodding with certainty as he reached out a hand to caress my face.