CHAPTER 102

　　Slowly inhaling and exhaling with her eyes closed, Emerald breathed softly as she relished the cool night breeze that blew around her frame, whipping and weaving through her hair, which she had set free from the style Oriana had made for her date.

　　She sucked in a sharp breath when she felt a huff of warm air crawl against her right ear, tickling it with its contrasting temperature from the cool night breeze. Strong arms wound round her dainty waist from behind before gently pulling her into a body of immense warmth.

　　Familiar scents of vanilla, cinnamon and cedarwood with an underlying whiff of ginger and bergamot encased her, overwhelming her with their symphonic deliciousness. She couldn't resist snuggling deeper into those familiar arms, releasing a satisfied moan, still with her eyes shut.

　　She felt his chest rumble with a barely suppressed groan before he spoke, “you look better in my shirt than I do.”