Damian suddenly grabbed Susan's hand and pulled her to himself.
Surprised, Susan tried to free herself.
"What are you ...?"
"Shh!" He whispered. "Your perfume smells nice!" His tone was provocative and daring and she knew he was messing around again.
He let go of her hand with a proud grin.
Susan covered her ear. She wasn't used to someone speaking directly into her ear.
"Why did you have to pull me in to say that?" She asked.
"Because it's fun to see your expression." He said and she shook her head. "So, what perfume do you use? It's nice!"
"It's not perfume!" She said. "I'm not wearing any shampoo so what you probably smelt is my shampoo!" She explained but he still kept his gaze up.
"Oh! Is that so?" Why was he still grinning? It was freaking her out.
"Back to work!"
