C63 Estera Roberts’ POV (Present Time)
Would you like to eat something?" I asked with my face pressed to his chest. We were both still standing in the middle of the living room, holding on to each other.
"I will … I just need to calm down a bit," Evan replied against my hair, tightening his hold around me. I took a deep sigh, knowing exactly what he meant.
"I love the way you smell…" I whispered