Instead of taking the luxury brand jacket, Venus snorted as she waved her hand. "You can't expect me to go all my way to return that to you, can you? Moreover, I smell like cigarettes and liquor. That thing is unusable after I wear it."
"…it's actually honey and cinnamon, but you know more about yourself than me." Darius only lowered his hand holding the jacket. "Come on, you're shivering. Don't worry about not returning it anymore. My husband can just buy me another one if you're afraid."
"Your what?" Venus took it since the man insisted. However, she felt the pockets to make sure he wouldn't be leaving anything on it. It's just that… the moment she wore it, she felt immediately more comfortable because of the residual body heat. The jacket was also soft enough for her to cuddle. "Are you sure the school sent you? I think you're from heaven."
