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"Where did you come from? Your smell so good?"

The question as well as the warmth Matthew felt when his date whispered could actually increase his curiosity many times over.

If only the threat Matthew had gotten from his grandfather about behaving in front of the girl, he might have flirted more wildly.

"I took a shower at a friend's place after sweating. I want to meet Karin who is so cute. Do I stinky?"

Matthew could still gently stroke Karin's cheek, soft as a manicured silk rug. There was no trace of powder or makeup on his fingers like when touching other women who often seek attention.

Karin was different. Her sweet scent was like candy that instantly paralyzed Matthew's sense of smell to the other pleasures of meeting her.

"It's okay." Karin took another sip of her glass from the end of the straw, the sourness of the orange syrup could not be disguised in the mix, as Matthew easily said. She chose to watch the crowd in the center of the floor when Matthew's drink came as she a