HANDSOME

Nick trailed behind Claire so quietly as she led him into her abode. She almost thought he wasn't following her, but for the scent of his hair shampoo, which her nostrils could still pick up. His hair shampoo smelt like oranges and Claire found the scent pleasant.

"So, umm, this is me," Claire said when they got into the sitting room, spreading her arms as a gesture and turning to pass Nick a glance as she spoke.

A few stands of her hair, which she had tucked behind her ears came loose and scattered on her face. She slowly tucked them in, watching Nick who simply nodded at her words, letting his eyes roam the area before his gaze finally settled on her.

"Nice house," he commented and she smiled.