“Sloane inhaled deeply as she stepped into the bookstore. A joyous scent filled her nostrils. She loved the smell of books. Clean and crisp and woodsy and yet not like a man. Sloane's lips quirked. There weren't many places that ranked above bookstores for her. So many adventures waited on the glorious wooden shelves.” BookstoresSmell Of Books Book:A Legend in the Baking Source: A Legend in the Baking