I'd caught the smell through an open window while scrubbing dishes. He was okay, and he was nearby. My heart fluttered at the thought of seeing his face again, this time as a woman. I smoothed my red curls and adjusted my halter top - a rose red that matched the color of my hair. My long lashes were perfectly curled and my favorite pair of jeans made the lines of my hip bones visible. The sky was black but street lamps illuminated St. John's Street. The small market town was loud with laughter and the local pubs were bustling with townspeople. I passed a few dark shop windows before being overwhelmed by the scent of boos and cigarettes. My eyes shifted around the bar as I stepped into Nikki's with high hopes. All I wanted was a peek - reassure that the man from the woods was alright. My gaze moved from the pool tables, and then to the bar. A jolt of energy surged through my spine down to the tips of my trainers as I spotted a man with thick blond hair sipping a mug of Ale. His wide set shoulders stretched his black sweater and the authoritative way he set his drink on the counter made my heart hammer.
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