Hiding

"What'd you wish for in that little prayer just now?" David asked, and Rowan's heart raced. She pondered on how to confess that her prayer was for him to never regain his memory.

As she contemplated, the car they were in suddenly hit a pothole. Rowan lurched forward, nearly falling, but David swiftly pulled her into his chest. Her head nestled against him, and in that moment, she found solace in the intoxicating scent emanating from David's body.

She had missed that scent dearly, momentarily forgetting her surroundings. Instead, she closed her eyes and indulged in the captivating aroma that filled the air.

When the car steadied, David expected Rowan to sit back properly, but she remained in the embrace. It was then that a hiccup from David snapped Rowan back to reality.

"Sorry," she mumbled, hastily pulling away. She looked down, feeling a mix of embarrassment and shame for being so entranced by David's scent.

A slight smirk played on David's face as he observed Rowan's flushed, shy,