SMOOTH

"C'mere."

"Oh, hi."

"Let me smell you?"

"Huh?"

"Didn't you just come from the tanning bed?"

"Hot Spots. Sure, it's right there."

"I love to smell girls' skin after they've tanned. Well, at least Amy."

"You haven't been seeing her for a long time now."

"Will you just let me smell you?

Silence.

"Just your arm. Or your neck."

Still silence. Both feeling uncomfortable now.

"What are you expecting me to smell like exactly?"

"Hard to say. It's not Summer exactly. More like leather. You know, being tanned."

"My wrist."

"That'll be fine."

He took in the aroma but didn't linger. He didn't need to. He had has his sensory infusion for the day. It'd last, too. He was smooth. The Sniff Vampire.