Cynthia put her eyes down and shaking her head started to roll away from me. I had to say I felt a little bad, but I just wasn't one for being close, except of course for.... My thoughts stopped as my nose picked up a very familiar smell; strawberries.

"Hey," I said rolling over onto my side to Cynthia who was on her side facing me on the other side of the bed. "Where did you get that shampoo?"

"Oh, there was none in the shower and I found it under the sink." She frowned and sighed. "Why Mark does it stink? Do you want me on the floor?"

"No,"...