Then came a familiar warmth next to her, with strong arms wrapping around her waist gently. Even with her eyes closed, she was sure that the familiar warmth belonged to Chase. Gradually, she placed her head on the man's shoulder, breathing in the scent as calmly as possible, her body relaxing into his hold. And she was certain that Chase had his usual handsome dimpled smile on his face.
"You still smell so nice." Chase whispered, sniffing his nose against the fluffy hair.
"You too..." Lia admitted, burying her head deeper in the crook of the man's shoulder.
