Larson's POV 

"Do you like the smell?" Tamara asked with a smile.

I inhaled deeply and then nodded.

"I like it," I answered simply.

We were in a store looking at perfumes and trying to see which one suited me the most. 

Although she looked serious whenever she didn't like a scent, she seemed to have a lot of fun.

My plan was to go out to eat, but when she saw the store, she asked me to pull over, and I couldn't say no.

"Although I love this a lot, let me check out ...