(Scarlette)
I was surprised for a bit at how he did not answer me that quickly with my simple question. I stopped my hand from pouring him a drink and put the bottle on the table instead, I stared at him as I crossed my arms to show my superiority. I saw him smiling nervously at me as I was still waiting for his response, whether he would tell me the truth or not. He let out a deep sigh and faced me with his serious facial expressions, he really looked determined on answering me by now.
"What is your perfume?" he out of the blue asked to me and me instead of understanding the way he thought, I found myself having a little stroll in some black hole of confusion.
"What did you say?" I confusedly asked and he stood up, started to sniff around the room. Yeah, like some p*****t.
"What is
