Everly paused for a moment, and then she looked at Vincent. A hint of a gentle smile formed on her lips. This man, despite his outward coldness, always seemed to understand her needs. Just like that moment when she walked in the rain on the day of her breakup with Thomas, the jacket that alleviated her embarrassment and the words, "You need it more than I do," and now, this perfectly timed coat to shield her from the cold and all the bad things.
The masculine woody scent on him lingered in her nose, which caused her heart to race uncontrollably. She couldn't help but tighten the coat around her and took a deep breath. Then she felt a strange yearning for his fragrance. "Vincent, what perfume do you use? I like it."
Her question slipped out without her realizing it, and she instantly felt
