A constant knocking finally woke Nicole up. After sitting down and curling on her sofa waiting for Marko to show up, sleep overtook her. “Coming!” She called out as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and pinched her cheeks. She did a quick run to the door and pulled it open.
Marko was leaning on the doorframe, one of his hands holding the takeaway cartons while the other was poised to knock once again.
“You are late!” Nicole greeted him as she moved aside to let him in. “I waited for you for hours!”
“Forty five minutes,” Marko drawled as he placed the cartons on the table then he walked to the kitchen. “What?” Nicole asked him, watching him as he moved around her small kitchen as if it was the most natural thing to do. “Top cabinet on your left,” she supplied when he seemed to have give
