The Scent of a Man…

She giggles.. And then covers her mouth with her hand lest the sound escape…

Shhhhhh!

But the mirth bubbles up again and she laughs out loud, spinning in a circle till she falls on the bed…

Sheeesh! To think happiness comes down to hugging an article of clothing that has his scent on it…

Oh but it does!

She brings the shirt up to her face, but she sees him, feels only him..

As the essence of something uniquely him wraps around her, she can feel his arms holding her, feel the glide of his lips on her hair…

Hear his heartbeat in her ear…

It’s the only slice of heaven she needs…