Michael tried to recollect his thoughts.
‘How was yesterday's dinner?’ He woke up on his own so it didn't end as he thought it would, rather he hoped it would.
Although… He could smell her perfume. An incredibly sensual and captivating composition of sandalwood, patchouli, cedar and some other specifics, the names of which he did not remember.
Once, delighted with her exceptionally delicate and elegant scent, he wanted to know their name and composition.
He spent half a day in the perfumery, sniffing all the perfumes, looking for the ones Alice used. In the end he succeeded, and he found the brand of a sensual fragrance the price of which was terrifying.
As long as he tormented the women selling there, those wanting to get rid of him as soon as possible, found him the official perfume composition.
Looking around, he found no signs of a woman in his bedroom.