The scene seemed strangely familiar to me.

She wore pajamas that were almost ridiculously large, with long sleeves and trouser legs that folded at the ends, making her appear even smaller and more delicate.

Her long, curly hair flowed loosely over her narrow shoulders, just the way I liked it.

My gaze was caught by her and I stared at her like a predator from the darkness.

Then I caught her scent and had to control myself so much not to jump up and grab her. She smelled delicious, as always.

Incredibly tempting and seductive.

She was also wearing, without a doubt, the "Chanel N°5" that I had chosen for...