Page 50 of Wilde Ride

As we began, she observed, stepping in when we had questions.

“Levi, looks like you’re more of a woodsy kind of guy,” she observed. “And, Caden, you’re clearly into musky smells.”

“Musky?” he asked, a smirk on his face.

“Yes,” she replied. “You picked deep, sultry blends that will give you intriguing, bold pairings.”

My brother stared at Lilibeth for a long moment before he cleared his throat and got back to mixing his scents.

“What do my scents say?” I asked.

Lilibeth grinned. “You’re a fan of sweet scents and florals that are romantic.”

“Totally see that from her,” Caden mumbled.

I glared at him. “Says the man who went with deep and sultry.”

Caden shot me a dirty look.

“Levi,” Lilibeth continued, “went with earthy, nature-loving choices. Very nice, rich scents you picked there.”

Levi winked at Lilibeth, and a surge of jealousy ripped through my body. I snapped my head back to my little cotton circle. Of course, why wouldn’t he be attracted to her. She was beautiful, close to his age, and her personality was infectious. Everyone loved being around Lilibeth.

I knew she wouldn’t flirt with Levi, not after I’d shared my feelings for him. That didn’t mean Levi wouldn’t flirt with her.

I suddenly felt like a teenage girl, jealous of the head cheerleader who had the star quarterback’s attention.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” my brother grumbled as he put two drops of the White Musk on his circle.

Okay, so not everyone loved being around Lilibeth.

As Levi and Lilibeth worked on his scents, I felt my mood grow sour. If I didn’t watch out, I was going to become just as grumpy as Caden.

When I looked at him, he was smelling one of his circles and frowning. “Too much Amber.”

“Let me smell,” I said, sniffing the coffee beans, then his sample. My brows rose. “I like that.”

He shook his head. “Smell this one,” he said, practically shoving another sample up my nose.

I held up my hand. “Wait, Caden. Let me clear my nose!”

After taking a few deep breaths of the beans, I smelled the other sample. Smiling, I exclaimed, “That’s amazing!”

He grinned. “I think so too. Almost smells like the cologne I currently wear.”

“Your cologne is Musky Oakmoss, by Dossier.”

My brother snapped his head around to look at Lilibeth. “How did you know that?”

It was her turn to wink, and I was glad it was at my brother, not Levi. “I know my scents, Mr. Wilde.”

She glanced back to Levi, and I felt myself stiffen. “I’m sorry, Levi. I can’t get a clear scent from you, other than the soap you use.”

He laughed. “I don’t normally wear cologne.”

“What perfume do I like?” I asked her.

She waved me off. “That’s so easy. You wear Marc Jacobs’s Daisy.”