Sophia spent extra time getting herself pretty for the day.
With a steady hand, she did her makeup more precisely than normal. She even went so far as to curl her hair rather than leaving it naturally wavy. When she brushed it out, she was pleased with the slight curl left behind. It was more polished than normal.
As she took her time, she was grateful for the patient man Luca was. He was laid back even when she took her time getting ready. Never had he pounded on the bathroom door to rush her, unlike the last relationship she was in.
Small things made her appreciate him so much more, but they all added up until Luca sat on a pedestal above all other men. She remained grateful each day that he had chosen her.
No one else could have her pheromones. No one else deserved them.
