The scent talk

Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view

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The sun was setting, and the cart with food that Maria brought earlier that day was full of empty dishes.

Duke was lying on the bed, running his fingers through my hair, and I was sprawled on top of him.

We were both sweaty after an afternoon of lovemaking which we stopped only once to eat and shower, and that ended up with us making love again.

The whole day was amazing, and I hoped it will never end.

We were lying in silence, feeling each other and I relished the sensation of his skin against mine. It felt like this was the way we were supposed to be. Just the two of us. Naked.

I took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of pine trees mixed with the ocean and I couldn't believe that I just barely picked up the sweat. How can a man smell so good?

"Duke…", I called lazily.

"Hmm?"

"How do I smell to you?"

He craned his neck to look at me. "Smell?"