Chapter 8. Meeting Willow (3)

Willow began sniffing her clothes as he couldn’t tear his nose away from the gown.

Turning around to face him, Arabella’s eyes widened when she saw who it was. 

"Hello, Mr Willow," she said, and Willow stopped what he was doing and glanced up to meet her eyes. "I am Arabella, what are you doing in Bradford?"

He couldn’t tell her he ran all the way from Derby to Bradford to kill a family he ended up not killing.

"Came here to see you." Willow didn’t know when he blurted out those words. The scent he was perceiving was driving him insane. "I mean I came here to see a client of mine and decided to come here and-" he was interrupted by Arabella.

"Catch some fun, right?"

Not exactly, but he would agree to that.

"Exactly, are you with someone?"

"No, I came alone," Arabella replied flirty, drawing much closer to him.

Taking a long deep breath, blocking out the noise around them, he exhaled and smiled, and Arabella was awed by that.