Dave

How annoyingly bold of her!

I ignored her silly comment when I couldn’t help but catch a whiff of the faint scent of men’s cologne clinging to her clothes. It was enough to set my teeth on edge.

"Where the hell are you coming from?" I demanded, my voice rising with each word. "And why the fuck do you smell like a man's cologne?"

Belle's eyes flashed with anger. "Stop yelling at me, Dave! I’m no longer engaged to you, and I owe you no explanation for my ...