"You look absolutely stunning today," Azriel whispered softly into Dahlia's ear, his hands gently resting on her waist. "And your scent..." He inhaled deeply as if trying to capture every nuance of it in his mind. "Did you change your fragrance? It's delightful."
"I did." Dahlia leaned in closer to him with a smile, "Do you like it?"
Azriel gently pressed his nose against her nape, feeling the warmth of her skin, as he tightened his embrace around her waist. "I love the way you smell... and I love you," he whispered softly.
Dahlia's laughter filled the room as she affectionately said, "And I love you." She gently turned towards him, encircling her hands around his neck before leaning in to place a tender kiss on his lips.
"I'm concerned that if you continue with that behavior, we might end up arriving much later than we originally planned," Azriel remarked, his eyes filled with a hunger for her that was unmistakable.
