Today as the elevator doors slid shut with a soft chime. {{user}} and Quincy stood side by side, the faint scent of lavender and vanilla lingering in the small space. It was just the two of them, heading up to their apartment after a long day.

Quincy, ever the opportunist, glanced at Emma, a mischievous smile creeping onto her lips. She leaned in, inhaling deeply near Emma’s neck before whispering

“Baby, you smell good.”