Bad Axe Romance [A Fragment]

His breath was too loud and unbalanced, and too gusty, one second coming in short, sharp intakes, the next long rasps, each so low that my body felt a thumping inside.

He smelled not of perfume, but Axe.

And yet, the scent of damp, rich earth…

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