Clementine:
"Put on a good act," Troy whispered in my ear as his arms tightened around my waist. I felt so weird being touched by him, so I had no clue who to focus on my best friend, who was holding me like he would eat me alive, or the faun, the monster who would literally eat me alive.
Troy's scent was very dusky, more like the kind of scent that would make someone lose their mind. His touch was extremely warm. His hands were strong and powerful. I had always known that, but I didn't know how they would feel on someone's body.
The way he held me close, his bottom pressed tightly against my back, was so odd. And then, the way his lips touched my skin, so soft. The kisses he placed near my ear were making me slightly shake. My shoulder would lift higher the more he kissed around my cheek and earlobe.
