Henry, your dearest friend, had gotten you a new perfume called "Jasmine", it was a type of asphrodiac perfume. You sprayed it today because you felt like it went with the outfit you were wearing today, and William was clinging onto you, even when you were cooking lunch for the kids, William wrapped his arms around you from behind, kissing your neck gently, his hand running up and down your waist. "Clar'.. what type of perfume are you wearing today..? you smell different.."