Kiley figured it was better just to fuck with TPTB from now on. In her mind, they're not playing fair, so why should she? Why should any of them? Fuck compliance. If this was her punishment... well, Kiley was ready to fight back.
She sighed against Chase's shirt and then lifted her chin up to look at him properly. The corners of her lips twitched upward. "I like a lot of smells, but not anything I can really bottle up and carry around with me. I'll be fine, promise. Maybe if we go outside, it'll be better. Where are they going to douse me with cologne out there, anyway? Maybe if I'm doing something else, it'll distract me."
She pressed a quick kiss to Chase's lips before lowering herself back on her heels. "Want to give me another bike lesson before it rains?"