[Stupidly, ironically, she stepped into him, pushing at his chest with a finger, pheromones rising. It seemed whatever had stirred between them wasn't done. Not with the scent of him lingering on her. Not with her own scent wafting off him. Not with her wolf telling her it wasn't enough. Not yet.
Another shove.]
Maybe I'm a bit more capable of control than you are.
[Hardly, if the way she wanted to stroke her hand down his chest was anything to judge by.]
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[Stupidly, ironically, she stepped into him, pushing at his chest with a finger, pheromones rising. It seemed whatever had stirred between them wasn't done. Not with the scent of him lingering on her. Not with her own scent wafting off him. Not with her wolf telling her it wasn't enough. Not yet.
Another shove.]
Maybe I'm a bit more capable of control than you are.
[Hardly, if the way she wanted to stroke her hand down his chest was anything to judge by.]