Messy Love

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"Welcome home," Nikolai said as he opened the door of the condo and ushered us in, his eyes watching me intently. I sighed, turning to the minimalistic condo. It was beautiful, and even though it wasn't really hoke, it felt so much like it. I walked in, and Nikolai closed the door behind me, then slowly started to walk towards the kitchen. I watched him leave, my heart hammering against my chest. I couldn't handle everything I felt inside, the heat, the need, the want I had suppressed for so long... Slowly, I walked to the kitchen, my lips parting as I let the eyes fill in on him. He was behind the counter with an apron on his now shirtless body, his hair slicked back as he pulled out ingredients from the grocery bags, his brows drawn together in concentration. I stayed by the door t

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