It's been over a week since that night, the long talks now gone and only the curt and cold orders came through. A part of me dearly wished that I had stayed in his arms, but I knew better than that. The heated moments were missed and its place took the silent treatment that stung my heart so painfully. I understood him all too well as my rejection had taken a hit to his confidence. I had hurt him, there’s no denying it.
I was on my way from his secretary’s office with some papers when Nikolai blocked my way. I had met him over the days, but we never got the chance to enjoy each other’s company, only exchanging simple greetings and smiles.
"Hey, it's about time for lunch. Want to go with me?"
My hesitancy to answer his plead didn’t go unnoticed, his eyes turning soft and a bit sad, leavi
