As soon as she answered the door, Nik enveloped her hastily. His eyes teary as he apologised profusely.
"You can stop apologising right now. Make yourself useful by grabbing the ice-cream and getting a film set up," she said, her stern tone juxtaposed to the gentle squeeze she gave his hand. "I'm going to get dressed, I'll be back in a minute."
He flashed her a wide smile – their rapport hadn't been affected by the kiss. The kitchenette was attached to the lounge, and although she was aware Nik wouldn't be all too far away, she had to get Andrei out of her closet. Daniella closed the bedroom door behind her, shutting her eyes for just a moment as she leant against it and contemplated how he'd react if he heard his father.
"You need to clue me up right now," Andrei hissed as he stumbled
