The smell of room fresheners goes through her nostrils the second she stepped inside his room.
A lavender scent is in the air. She could imagine herself standing in the middle of a fresh lavender field with her arms all open.
“Why are you standing at the doorway? Come close to me,” Alan’s alluring voice draws her attention, bringing her back to reality.
Alan was sitting on the couch with one leg folded over the other, resting his one hand on the sides while resting his face on his other hand, putting on a playful smile.
Amanda gasped. She clenched her fists tightly and walked toward him at a steady pace.
She stood in front of his face to face. There were only 2 meters of difference between the two of them.
“Bow!” with his one command she was shaken up.
“Bow?” she asked, staring at h
