In the end, Jenna accepts Dion's help. She let him lead her out with his arm embracing her shoulder. Then, unconsciously, Jenna leaned on him. Her nose touched his neck, inhaling the musky aroma that somehow had a calming effect.
"You have soft lips and smell nice," Jenna grumbled as though she was pissed that the man had two qualities she wanted.
Dion lowered his eyes to look at the woman who walked beside him with her eyes closed. "You also smell nice. Fresh like a strawberry." He praised her in return.
When they kissed before, the strawberry scent assaulted his senses like a flood. And for someone who usually did not like the strawberry smell, he found it pleasing when it came from her.
"Did you bring your car?" Dion nodded at the bouncer when they exited the bar.
"I didn't."
"I will take you home. Give me your address." Dion knew where she stayed and where her family's house was, but he asked just for formality to make it less creepy for her.
