“Having literally thrown myself to Sawyer after becoming intoxicated by his musk, I tried to bring myself to understand how he spoke of pheromones as those were specific to women. Perhaps he meant that it makes mine lustful as opposed to composed as I tried to make myself out to be. The problem was that I loved Sawyer, I lusted for him, but I also loved Gage, I lusted for him as well. But with Sawyer, it as different. He was the Champagne to the beer, the gold to the silver….the better fit for me. But I find myself even now, conflicted…”
“I can see one hour...maybe getting caught up but five! What reason is it? Something with Noelle? Something with your mom? Some magical reason why you aren’t putting this effort in? I’m the one who gave YOU a second chance, Aurora…”
“I’m sorry…”
“So? Wh
