Moscow, Russia 2002
Viktors POV
The coffee shop was busy and I was running incredibly late. I looked down at my watch and felt a bump against my shoulder. I turned around, already angry. "Oh, my apologies, sir. I'm in a bit of a hurry and wasn't paying attention to where I was going."
I stopped in my tracks. "No, it is quite alright. I apologize for getting in your way." I smiled down at her and when she smiled back, my heart skipped a beat slightly.
"I'm Quannah." She said and held out her hand.
"Viktor. It is a pleasure to meet you. May I buy your coffee?"
She blushed slightly. "Sure, I would l
