What could be the most difficult thing someone could encounter? It might be climbing Mount Everest, performing a difficult surgery, looking through a balance sheet for a huge company with billions of zeros and petty transactions, it could be anything. But for her, at the moment, the most difficult thing was sitting next to the man, who took her breath away.
He literally took her breath away. Grace had half a mind to reach over and roll down the window. But who knew what may come flying on her face.
His perfume, precious smell that was musky, spicy at the same time had filled the entire car and her lungs could not get enough of it. The undernotes, she inhaled a deep breath as sneaky as she could. It all makes sense. It made him more him.
Somehow, at the same time, Grace knew that she had to distract herself. This was very creepy that she was greedy, taking in the fragrance of the answering next to her, who had no interest in her.
