14
Time had ticked on, and Bjorn had found himself nodding off on the sofa in Ari’s living room, despite his desperation to stay awake for when she got back. But the moment he heard the sound of a key in the door, he was alert, anticipation thrumming through his veins. He wasn’t even sure what it was he was so excited about, other than the prospect of seeing her again. They’d been sleeping together for months, so it definitely wasn’t the novelty of s*x with her, though he had to admit, that still came in a close second. Instead, he felt like this night was important to the two of them; almost like it as the first night of something new.
The moment Ari stepped through the door, Bjorn’s heart sunk. His excitement wasn’t reflected in her face, in fact she looked pale, almost like she was il
