When Watt Bennet caught sight of Summer Sutton quietly standing in the room, he froze for a moment.
His gaze swept up and down over her, then he calmly said to her, "Come here."
Summer Sutton obediently walked toward him.
Watt Bennet pulled her to sit on his lap, opened his arms and wrapped her up in them, lowered his head and buried his face in the hollow of her neck, inhaling the floral scent on her with a deep breath.
Ever since Scenic Garden was turned into a sea of Eva Noble flowers, Summer Sutton's scent every day had become the fragrance of Eva's flowers.
There were bunches of Eva Noble stuck in vases all over the villa, the essential oils were all extracted from the flowers in their own garden, and the petals she soaked in every night were freshly picked from the garden.
It was a wonderful scent, sweet and a little intoxicating.
Once Watt Bennet buried his face in the hollow of her neck, he couldn't bring himself to move away.
