Esme

Esme

I watched from my window as Vaccaro’s car pulled out of the driveway. He and his parents had been here a week. I somehow kept my identity a secret from him while he was here. Oh, he saw me multiple times, but I had covered my scent with a special spray. I was walking in from outside the day he arrived. As I walked in, I was hit with the hypnotic scent of sandalwood and fresh rain. I peeked around the corner, and that's when I saw him. Right away, I knew he was my mate. I knew I had to mask my scent, so I ran up to my room and found the spray. When I came back down and entered the room, I could see him looking around. I am sure he had caught my scent before I ran up to my room. I couldn’t help but stare at him. He is the most handsome man I have ever seen. Vaccaro is easily a foot and a half taller than my 5’0” stature with wavy light golden brown hair and gorgeous blue-green eyes the colour of the ocean. He looked at me, and I smiled at him, trying to seem friendly.