“I'm standing so close I can smell him, something familiar in the warmth of his skin--- the faintest whiff of his cologne with traces of warm amber and woody, resinous cedar and an underlying herbaceous, peppery note of olive oil that seems to be a part of his essence. I lean closer, my nose brushing his skin, and he pulls back enough to look at me incredulously. "Are you sniffing me?" I giggle, half-embarrassed at being caught out. "Sorry, you smell delicious," I tell him a little flirtatiously. "Oh, do I?" He watches me, intrigued. "What do I smell like?" "Like warm honey and the sticky sap of a cedar tree.” Adult RomanceEarthyScent Of A Man Book:The Secret of Orange Blossom Cake Source: The Secret of Orange Blossom Cake
“I choose a long, flat stone from the pile and wedge it carefully between two larger stones in the wall. It's a good fit, I note with satisfaction. "You've always been good at that, making something out of very little," Nicolo responds, and there's a fondness and admiration in his gaze that surprises me. He sees something in me I forgot was even there.” ImprovisingAdult Romance Book:The Secret of Orange Blossom Cake Source: The Secret of Orange Blossom Cake
“In one way it feels like it has always felt between us, friendship and desire and his sweet care. On the other hand, we are not fifteen anymore, and these are very tiny swimsuits we are wearing. Just a little spandex on his lower half and about three triangles of bright red fabric covering my body.” Adult RomancePhysical Contact Book:The Secret of Orange Blossom Cake Source: The Secret of Orange Blossom Cake