Standing before the door of the penthouse, Nicklaus waited. He waited for Arissa to rush down to him and.... and at least, say something.
He stood at the door for five minutes as he suppressed his ego by looking like a shy beggar that was scared to get into the rich family house due to uncertainty. The only difference was that this shy better screamed wealth, he wasn't there for food but for words.
He wanted her to say something to him before he leaves this place.
Taking his hands off the doorknob, he advised himself to go into the car and leave for work. It was already pretty obvious that she don't care what he does with other women.
That face of hers was too cold to assume she felt bad when he talked about another woman before her. He had expected her to apologize to him, yell at him or maybe, plead with him but that seemed to not be her business.
