49| Hard To Resist

Senna's POV

I felt her before I saw her, and the urge to smell her rushed through me. I couldn't control myself. Immediately, I saw her wearing that dress and looking sumptuous. All I wanted to do was touch her and inhale her heady scent. But she was confusing me. Or was it me?

These past few days of avoiding her had been shitty. Nothing seemed to please me. Not even the beautiful strippers at the club. I never really fancied any of them. All I did was watch them move their attractive bodies. It was enough to make a man's night.

But none of that had happened since she vented. I had immersed myself in work, hoping I would forget about her in a day or so. But it was impossible. At every waking moment, all I thought about was her: the look of pain on her face as she spoke, the tears streamed down her cheeks as she broke down.

I'd been left speechless, unable to act. I couldn't even comfort her or see her later to know what was wrong. Heck, I didn't have that in me. I was the least empa