Although Arianne disliked using perfume, a woman can’t go without having a bottle of perfume with her, even if she doesn’t use it.
Mark choked on the strong scent from the perfume, which he did not like at all, but it beat having to be punched by Arianne if he were to hug her.
As they were on the way to the neighbourhood after finishing their lunch, Arianne asked one last time, “Are you sure that there’s nothing going on between you and Saoirse? Nothing will ever happen even in the future? Will you really not be threatened by Shelly into getting together with another woman?”
Mark raised one hand in the air. “I swear by it. Are you happy now? There really isn’t anything between us. I will never get together with another woman either.”
Mark was the one driving today, so when Arianne saw that he only had one hand on the steering wheel, she immediately said, “Both hands!”
Mark glanced at her with a confused expression. “Wouldn’t it be dangerous to have both hands raised? Then let’s wait until we arrive before I do it.”
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