Michelle’s Reviews > Cursed Mate > Status Update

“Uh … do I stink?” Sexy mashed his lips together as if he were trying not to smile, but mirth wafted off him. Why would he—oh, I was sniffing his chest. That wasn’t breakfast food but him. What kind of guy wore cologne that smelled like syrup? I could breathe him in all night, not to mention nibble—Rein it in, Ronnie. “