For Seconds, Yeona felt Iseul cast a spell on her. She remained to hold him tight and savor on his manly scent. She could not identify whether it was his perfume or his aftershave, but his flavor was just too inviting.
'Did he always smell this good before? Maybe. Or? Everything is just heightened now that I am literally just inches away,' she asked herself in silence.
Iseul had been carrying her, covering twenty meters away from the office. This was the first she had been this close with Iseul, and it was too enticing. She just could not pass on the opportunity.
She tightened her hold, even more, pressing her cheeks against his neck. Turning her face to his skin, she took a deep breath.
"How do I smell?" Iseul asked, hearing how she inhaled on him.
She bit her lip, flushing, thinking of how foolish she had acted. She quickly asked, "Iseul, you can put me down."
