"If you have time, why don't we go for a drink?" Christian read his intentions and his hesitation well. Felix was impressed by how well he knew him.
"Yes, I'd like to..." he answered him hesitantly.
"And if you're too tired, maybe I'll come over to you and..."
"Emma is in my apartment," he said.
"Then why don't you come over to my place?"
"Emma is in my apartment," he repeated for the first time in his life feeling that his sister was disturbing him.
"Right, so..."
The phone on Felix's desk rang. Krauze moved restlessly.
"Excuse me, it looks like we're out of time," he reached for the receiver when he heard:
"Felix, I love you."
His hand froze. His heart hit fast. He looked at Christian, who only smiled roguishly and left. What had he just said?
He didn't have time to think about it. The phone rang loudly. He had to answer it, he was at work after all.
"Yes? Yes, of course. I'll take care of it right away."
