Nikolai spent most of the morning and afternoon dealing with Selene and Nikita.
He felt a headache, though he desired them both and felt a deep attraction to Selene. The feelings built over a decade with Nikita were different, more precious and solidified.
'If Nikita is a rock that supports me in my darkest moments, then Selene would be the flame that lights the way... A blazing scarlet flame that although intense feels it could wither and fade into the darkness if I take one wrong step...'
Sarah stood in the kitchen preparing a cup of iced coffee. The annoyingly loud blender churned the ice and caramel along with milk and coffee, helping Nikolai think to himself.
'If it is too greedy to give one of them up, then I am a greedy man, haha. Though I feel no such feelings for Sarah.'
