Abby blushes. She doesn’t know why, but his soft look gives her butterflies. His face seems to perk up when he sees her embarrassed. He puts his hand down, wraps his arm around her then he pulls her into him. She freezes, not sure what to do. She feels him inhaling her scent from the top of her head. She moves her face into his chest and inhales too.
He smells really good.
“Let’s do whatever you want to do,” he finally says.
She looks up at him. “Do you want to watch some television?”
“If that’s what you wish.”
If that’s what you wish?
She would rather stay like this, even though it’s odd that he enjoys sniffing her. But she doesn’t mind it. Her heart flutters each time he inhales. She smiles.
***
He doesn’t even know why he pulled her into him and why he’s inhaling her scent. His body so wanted to do this while she was working on loading the dishwasher. He could stand here all day just inhaling that sweet scent of cherry blossom. Then he starts to feel that urge again. He wants her and so does his body. He wants to feel her. He wants to smell her. He wants to taste her…again. He pauses as he opens his eyes. He feels his breathing has become erratic.
He needs to stop this.
He pushes Abby at arm’s length and looks down at her. He sees she’s concern and confused of what just happened. He knows if he continues like this, then he might do something they will both regret later. Plus, he needs to focus on the job at hand. He can’t lose focus of that as he feels a slight burning on his chest.