I own nothing and it owns me.
"You smell like Jude."
"What?" A giggle as she covers her mouth with her hand and glances backwards at the door to Jude's room in which she just came out of.
"You smell like him. Why do you smell like him?"
"Oh…" There's a glimpse of her small, white teeth but she doesn't answer, simply grins.
He clasps his hand around hers and whisks her off to his own room, no questions asked when she's gently pushed on to his bed. His freckled nose dives in to the crook of her neck.
"Max…" Another giggle, this time accompanied by a soft sigh.
His nose captures the strong odor, the tip brushing her caramel skin and following the length of her chest, dipping in to her cleavage where the scent lingers teasingly.
"Max, what are you-?"
"Shh." He interrupts her quiet voice. Obediently, she's silent and watches with her chin tucked to her collar bone as the other inhales deeply with closed eyes.
"Your scent is driving me insane."
"Because I smell like him?" She raises her eyebrows knowingly.
He blushes.