- Mademoiselle votre téléphone sonne (Miss your phone is ringing).

After the big fiasco, I had chosen to distance myself from the little devil. I didn’t want anything to happen to my blouse.

I was currently standing next to a big shot. The guy was decked out in a suit. That was all my overburdened brain had noticed about my new hopefully harmless neighbor.

He wasn’t out of place though. This part of Paris and the train were filled with businessmen and women. However, his perfume was pure heaven. Closing my eyes had made me aware of it.

Being stressed made me more sensitive to smells. This scent wasn't overwhelming in the least. Hmm, must be expensive.

I was suddenly engulfed in the addictive fragrance. A deep voice rang in my ear again:

- Vous allez bien? (Are you alright?)

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I had heard him the first time. However, a strange feeling had overwhelmed me the moment he’d gotten closer. I had this strange urge to be hugged by him.

This had never happened to me before. Men and their games were a headache I didn’t need nor want in my life.

The fantasy had long dissipated after high school.

What was this then? Was I in such a vulnerable state that I wanted to be protected by a nameless faceless stranger?

I didn’t want to open my eyes. I was sure the moment I faced him this sweet feeling would completely dissipate.

However, at his second question, I forced my eyes open and turned to look at him.

I wasn’t sure what I had hoped to see. Maybe a man in his fifties or sixties. That way my heart would have been safe.

However, black obsidian eyes framed by long eyelashes bored into mine before drifting to my cheeks. I was sure, the moment he did, that I had become a red tomato.

To tell the truth, I was scared. I didn’t have the confidence right now to interact with this stranger. Call me stupid in 12 different languages, I couldn’t even maintain his stare.

Instead confronted with my swelling feelings, I frowned unconsciously weary of the horrendous state I was in.