In my first life, I only bought it by accident, some time after we got married. When I leaned in to hug him back then, he pushed me away immediately.
Pinching his nose with a look of pure disgust, he snapped, "It reeks. And with that pregnant smell of yours, it makes me want to vomit. Do not ever wear it again."
So the person who aroused him today was not me. It never could have been.
"Why wouldn't they agree?" Rhian demanded. "They get to marry the person they love and have their own kid. Why wouldn't they want that? Are they stupid?"
I smiled quietly and placed the two photos side by side on the table.
Rhian looked at the picture of Samuel and me and rolled her eyes in annoyance. But as she examined the photos, her expression changed. Confusion disappeared, replaced by surprise, which then turned into shock, and by the end, she looked utterly horrified.
"Holy crap. Don't tell me it's what I'm thinking," Rhian blurted.
I replied, "It's exactly what you're thinking."