DON'T TRY

It was almost ten in the evening when we came out of that lovely restaurant.

"I'll take you back to the Comittee. It is late." He drives the car while I cling to his arm, watching the flickering streets of Moscow.

"It's only ten o'clock in the evening, in NY it's only 3 p.m. Tomorrow is Sunday."

"You want to go somewhere else?"

"Let's drink Krupnik at your place" He looked directly at me. I smiled at him.

"Why? I've even slept in your apartment. Did you forget? Can't you come to your apartment?" He kept quiet. 

"Is it not allowed?" I asked again because he didn't answer me.

"Yeah fine." He agreed.

I messaged Odelia that I would be opening their vortex to NY from Mikhail's apartment. I chattered happily the whole way.

I just wanted to spend more time with Mikhail. But then something occurred to me. Did Mikhail not answer because he thought that I was asking him…Wait a minute!