Chapter 229
- CLOE POV
- Do I smell like horse? I pulled my t-shirt to my nose, took a whiff. Hmm, maybe a little. I pulled my emergency perfume from my handbag and spritzed the shit out of myself, then rubbed my fingers in my armpits to check for body odour.
- Safe enough. I’d just have to hope I didn’t have any stray bits of hay dangling from my underwear. It’s been known to happen.