Consent
* * * * * * * * * MERLÍ* * * * * * * * * *
"You're spoiling me too much," I whisper as I hug him and rest my head on his broad chest. "Ah..." I sigh.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"Nothing," I replied, closing my eyes and smiling.
"I don't believe that," he murmurs softly as I feel him stroking my hair. "What's wrong?"
"I was just enjoying your scent," I explained, inhaling his exquisite, masculine, and elegant aroma.
"I love it too... I'm fascinated by the scent of your... hair," he says with his calm but seductive voice, deep and elegant.
"Thank you for accompanying me on my walks every morning."
"I enjoy walking with you," he responds, and I open my eyes, lift my gaze to him, smile, and finally kiss him.
"I love you so much, Bayá," I whispered as I caressed one of his cheek
