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Where is she? I have a desperate desire to see her face; because her scent alone was intoxicating. She smelled of rhubarb and honey, it was delicious; truly mouthwatering. I couldn’t resist the urge that called out to me as I went to take my seat. Unexpectedly losing control of myself as I leaned in, inhaling her essence. I absolutely cherished the moment. My cock jerked with excitement. Every part of me desired to snatch her up and take her home, whether it be willingly or not.

Frustrated that she disappeared as soon as the service finished, I search practically the whole house until I find her in the garden.

Dressed in black with her long brown hair swaying in the wind, she is stunning up against the colors of the flowers in the garden. I want to take a bite of her. I bet she tastes exactly like she smells, exquisite.

After several moments of gazing, I step out into the garden to join her. My attraction to her grows with each step I take. I have never felt this way toward anyone, ever. It’s like she unknowingly has me under a spell. Attempting to compose myself, I rub my palms down the side of my pants. My hands are sweating; why the hell am I so nervous? Hearing my movements, her head whips around. Fuck me! I’m met with the prettiest chestnut eyes. My cock twitches at the sight. This woman is fucking gorgeous.

Her throat clearing brings me out of my gazed trance. “Can I help you?” she asks with a puzzled look on her face. Even her voice is sexy, and my cock twitches again at the sound of her. She’s going to be the death of me, I know it. She clears her throat again; this time glaring at me angrily. “Can I help you?” she repeats.

As I’m about to speak, she startles. Her hands visibly shake as her eyes go wide. The movement causes her brown hair to sway over her face. With a look of panic, she surveys her surroundings anxiously. Unaware of what’s happening, I try my best to follow her eye-line, when abruptly, she flies into my arms.

“A wasp,” she whimpers, burying her head in the crook of my neck. Without thinking, I wrap my arms around her and bury my face in her hair, breathing her in. Even just a touch from her is electric, leaving me with goose bumps. My cock pulses as it strains against my pants. Lifting her head up, she glares up at me. If I could stay forever staring into her beautiful chestnut eyes, I would get lost in them. Sudden realization comes over her as she moves back, out of my hold. “I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to… I just panicked.” She stutters, her eyes tearing up.

“What's your name, Little Wasp?”

Without answering me, her eyes roam my body, checking me out, her eyes stopping once they reach my lips. It’s only once I take a step toward her, that she answers. “I'm really sorry.” Stepping backwards as she talks. “I have to leave now. Thank you, and again, I’m so sorry.” She turns to leave and I bite back a sudden impulse to devour her right here and now. Instead, I watch as she jogs her way inside. Dumbfounded by what just happened, I stand unmoving. What just happened? Who was that? I need to know who she is. That was…she was… I’m at a loss for words, and that has never happened to me before.

I’m still lost in my thoughts of her when Tony comes up to let me know it’s time to go. Quickly, I make my way to say my goodbyes to the grieving family. I don’t normally leave while there are still people on the premises, but today I have no choice. When the old man calls, I come; no questions asked. I search the area, trying to catch a glimpse of her again before I leave, but sadly she isn’t there. I take a second to try and curb the disappointment I feel. Only once I’m sure I have my emotions intact do I head to the car where Tony is waiting for me.

He opens the passenger door for me to get in before he gets in the driver's side. “I want you to get me all the information you can on the brunette that was sitting in the seat in front of me during the service, and I want it yesterday. Are we clear?”

“Yes, sir.” He grins at me, as we drive away.

“Your father requested you at the compound, should we head right over, sir?”

“I suppose,” I groan. I don’t want to go, but I don’t have a choice. “Let's get the shit show over and done with.”

We pull up at the compound and I glare over to Tony. “I want that information as quickly as possible, call me when you have everything.” He just nods as I get out of the car and head inside. My mind replays images of her, over and over: her long brown hair, her chestnut eyes, and her pale creamy skin. Her scent was what attracted me at first, but seeing her in the garden, holding her in my arms, has made me feel things no woman has ever done before. Again, my cock twitches, begging for attention. I will find you, Little Wasp; you can run, but you can't hide.