142. I DO WHAT YOU WANTED
GABRIELLE
When I entered the room, I was prepared for the sweet assaults of my mate.
No matter how much my mind resisted, the chemistry of the bond was always present.
I opened the door, and immediately, the delicious scent hit my nose—much stronger and muskier.
Quinn had been training outside.
I imagined him sweating, his bulging muscles exposed under some combat shirt. I had to admit, I was dying to run my eyes over his body.
However, the rustling sound of clothes reached my ears. I thought h