(Akira’s POV)
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I was still waiting for him to answer my questions. He opened his mouth and closed it again.
Open. Close. Open.
“Sebastian, you are wasting my time. It is cold and I wish to go back to my Hotel”
“I’ll send you to your Hotel. Then.. perhaps, we can talk?”
“We are talking now but it seemed you don’t even know what to say. I’m going with Molly. Good night. And good luck with your son’s operation”
“Akira. Please. Just.. Just give me a minute” he exhaled shakily and looked at me. I could see him sweating on his forehead in a cold weather.
What was wrong with him? Could he just not say what I meant to him?
Could he just say I meant something to him? Not just some random woman he wished to have s*x with.
I was kind of disappointed in him, because what we did back in the
