Amber
He smelled like...like Ivan. He has his own scent. Heady, masculine and rich...sometimes warm as well like now. He sniffed my hair and I smiled. Does he even knows what that means? He probably doesn't. And neither does he know that he was slowly falling in love with me. I can feel it me inside me. I know when I know and this was one of the times when I definitely know.
"I really wanted to help you yesterday," He murmured. I pulled away and gazed up at him. He looked beat. God knows how much work load he was taking over himself. But if this keeps going on he will burn out real soon. And he will definitely get older before his age. I was suddenly worried about him.
"But I am...I was terrified. I had no ide
