Henderson pulled Samantha into his arms.
Samantha's body was soft. A faint scent of orange blossom of the body shampoo was lingering on her body. While holding her, Henderson could rest his chin on the top of her head.
He sat on the lounge chair beside the bed and adjusted Samantha to sit on his lap. Samantha could feel the heat radiating off a man's body, accompanied by the smell of alcohol and cigarettes.
Henderson buried his face into her shoulder, his lips brushing across her clavicle. Samantha trembled a little.
"Why do you smell so nice? And so soft? Huh? " Henderson grasped her waist with one hand and grazed her cheek with another hand. "Do you perhaps subsist on a diet of petals and dew?"
Being teased by an older man made Samantha nervous. She blushed and stuttered
