"I know. You don't have to apologize for that. I accepted your terms" Szwedas interrupted softly.
"I know! I marked the border myself. I didn't want our private contacts to have any influence on my professional contacts. They were to be completely separate. And yet, when I was accused in the company, I was angry with you for not defending me. And it was my decision, and… And yet you gave me an alibi. You presented it in such a way as not to arouse any suspicions that we have something inappropriate in common. For me, however, it was still not enough. That's why I'm sorry."
"Thank you," Stefan smiled brightly.
"Well, that's what I wanted to say. I'll go now."
"For sure? Won't you stay so we can ease your tension? You know, you've come to my apartment in such a state that it's hard to blame me for this question" he remarked with that seductive smile of his.
Shit, he should have worn less fitted pants!
"Stefan, are you satisfied with what is between us?"
