Yelena's POV

Nat's flat was un Manhattan and it was amazing, very modern and big.

Compared to hers, my flat was like an abandoned warehouse.

-So, how were the flight and the holidays?-  I asked.

We were both sat on the sofa, a glass of wine in our hands.

-Good, even though these months flew- she said.

-I don't know if I'll ever be able to live so far from my family-.

-It is not easy, but I love my job and this way I can help my family paying their debts- she said sighing.

-Yeah I understand-.

I put the glass on the table near the sofa and when I looked at Nat  I realized that we were very close.

And in that moment I realized that I didn't see Nat like only a friend.

-Yelena...- she whispered putting her glass on the table too.

-Yes?- I said.

-You are beautiful- she said caressing my hair with her hand.

-You too- I said.

In that moment I understood the real reason why she invited me at her home.

-Nat... Why did you invite me here?-  I whispered.

She didn't answer, instead she kissed me.

Everything stopped, it was only Nat and I, her lips on mine, my arms around her neck.

-This is the reaason- she whispered on my lips.

I smiled and kissed her again.