"What do we do now?" I asked, turning slowly to Nikolai, who was leaning back on the car seat too.
We had gotten home a while ago, but neither of us made a move to get out of the car, and we just say there, watching the imposing building in front of us.
Nikolai had a cigarette dangling loosely on his lips, and he slowly took it out between his left index and middle fingers, a small sigh escaping his lips.
"It's kind of crazy how I knew I would find you waiting for me no matter what."
His eyes slowly met mine, and I bit down on my lips. "You must think I am cheap."
He chuckled and, without breaking eye contact, shook his head. "No. I think you are addictive."
I felt mt heart beat accelerate, and slowly, I moved, gently resting my hand on the side of his face. He looked peaceful, a sta
