8

Sadie might try to show such enthusiasm for the public school system, but Alexis instinctively knew it was much more than that that caused her sister to be so agitated and flushed. Yards away, she had picked up the scent; the scent of a male, young, strong and virile.

Now standing at her sister’s side, the scent nearly overwhelmed her. Her body tingled and she fought to control her breathing that sought only to take in every ounce of the manly fragrance that clung to her sister.

“If school is to be of such interest, perhaps I should join you.”

Sadie halted and turned to face her, the horror of such a thought plainly written on her face.

Alexis bit down on a smile. Riling her sister was always so amusing. “But then again, I never have been very academic.”

Sadie resumed her stride and Alexis stayed close to her side, eager to keep the scent of this mysterious male in her nostrils. While she couldn’t quite discern the specifics of that heavenly fragrance, she knew she wanted to know more.

It was too similar to that of Lord Ashwin; painfully so.