Sophie's POV
It takes me a little while to realize that Leyla has led me into the room she keeps above the offices for nights when she doesn't come home. She's whispering to me and petting my hair, guiding me to the best and all I can think is that the entire space smells of her and Rugal. Everything here smells amazing, like the best thing I've ever smelled. I want to bathe myself in this scent, to roll around in it forever and let it cancel out every other scent.
My blood is rushing in veins, pounding in my ears and I struggle to pull my shoes off and fall face down on the wonderfully soft bed. Natural fibers on the duvet and cool bamboo sheet embrace my body and I wonder if I should take off my clothes before Leyla is there again, petting my hair and talking rapidly into her phone.
