Devlin s StoryChapter 2A
Jeff was wearing navy blue slacks with a light blue shirt and a blue and white sweater. Devlin was pleasantly surprised she couldn't smell any aftershave. She couldn't smell any spray-on deodorant, either--she still remembered that jock she'd gone out with two weeks before. He'd reeked of Old Spice aftershave and Right Guard deodorant all night long. It'd been enough to make her want to gag. Jeff's sweater and slacks--the color seemed right for him. Maybe he was finally paying attention...