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SenoritaMaxie 
"It is not," Gold insisted, with a pout. Thankfully, he did not resist too much. She chuckled when he finally closed his eyes, and held out his hands. Standing on tiptoe, she kissed him.
"You can open your eyes, now," she told him, mirthfully. "Because that was the real present. This is more of a formality." With which she handed over a prettily wrapped box. Wrapped in shiny, red-and-green paper, that is. It contained a perfume. Not any perfume, though. A perfume that was special for her, for several, not-so-conventional reasons.
She would tell him those, sometime.
Dylan smiled, as he waited for something to touch his hands. Instead it touched his lips. His smile widened. She had kissed him. It was better than being dragged off somewhere mean.
He opened his eyes. "I like that present." He put his hands back down. He didn't feel like much of a lost blind kid now. Oh she had a present for him too. He took hold of the red and green paper. Red for her, green for him. He opened it very carefully. It had a fragrance in it. Did she think he smelt? He took a whiff of it. Mmm smelt good. Slightly better than his Lancome.
"Why this smell?" he asked, "Smells good. But why?"