He had put cologne on. He had put cologne on and there wasn’t enough time. He just had to go, it was stronger than he remembered. And old routine that he buried away now resurfaced for this. Date. No Jack thought, but he let his mind entertain the idea.
Imogen Howe
he said out loud. And then he imagined himself buying a beer for her.
Although it wasn’t like that. It was just business. Everything she said earlier.
He shouldn’t have put cologne on he thought. Didn’t want to give Imogen the idea he didn’t know what this was.
He walked to the bar now, hoping the night air would blow off some of the smell.
He thought of a response that he wore to throw people off.
“It’s just a date nothing top secret to discuss. You know don’t want people being suspicious, it’d be suspicious if I didn’t wear cologne.”
