After escorting Clara back to her apartment and helping her organize her belongings, Sullivan prepared to leave.
“It’s late. You should get some sleep,” Sullivan said, already at the door.
“Sullivan...” Clara suddenly embraced him from behind. “Don’t go... Stay with me, please?”
Having decided to marry him, she longed for more of his love, more intimacy.
She moved in front of him and slowly raised her lips.
Their lips were inches apart. Sullivan pecked her lips lightly, then lowered his head to kiss her collarbone.
Clara let out a soft moan. She had waited for this moment for a long, long time...
The high-end perfume Clara wore emitted a light, pleasant fragrance.
A pang of pain shot through Sullivan’s heart. He suddenly remembered the scent of another girl.
A scent of grass, even
