Never trust shady doctors on the street. Unless they’ve got a silver tongue, of course. A doctor in Saint Denis had told you that the perfume he was selling had the ability of attracting men around you. Of course, the only man you truly wanted to entice was Arthur — who was extremely impressed now that you were alone with him.

“Darlin’ — why do you smell like that?” He mumbled, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck the moment you had stepped foot through the door.

This was dangerous.