Scent of a Man
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He laughed," Please don't call me sir. Just Henry."
"Henry." She looked at him. He was looking at the dark sky. Sweat was all over his face. His sweat made him smell manly. "Can I ask you something, Henry?" "Have you not considered remarrying?"
"You see me as a perfect wife?" "Of course. You're every man wishes to have." "Does that include you?"
They were silent. "Yes."
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