One moment, she was falling in front of an oncoming car, and the next, she was safely ensconced in Ray's strong, protective arms. His grip around her was so reassuring, as though he feared she would vanish into thin air if he let go.
Both of her palms rested on his broad, muscular chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her touch. The scent of his clean, husky, and vanilla cologne enveloped her, filling her senses with an intoxicating aroma. It was as if he had brought a piece of paradise with him, his very presence casting a spell on her. He exuded the fragrance of an expensive body wash, and it was as if Anna had stepped into a realm of sensory enchantment, where every inhalation was a delightful journey through an orchard of enticing scents.
