Jayden's scent was a unique blend of tobacco and cedar, a scent that was both earthy and intoxicating. It was a scent that seemed to capture the very essence of his personality, a mix of sophistication and ruggedness. It was a scent that she recognized, one that she associated with Jayden. It was a comforting smell, one that somehow put her at ease.
He took a seat on the couch, but he chose the one directly across from her. The silence between them was comfortable, but also a little bit charged. They would occasionally make eye contact, but neither of them made a move to break the silence. Jane tried to distract herself by looking around the room, but her gaze kept returning to Jayden. His rich brown eyes, his rich blonde hair, neatly braided like strands of sunlight woven together.
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