Back in Athens, it was late in the afternoon when the four of them went back to the hotel to rest. Before Sofia could enter her room, Ruslan rushed to her side.
“Sofia,” he called, and then Sofia looked at him.
“Yes?”
Ruslan stood there, fiddling with his fingers as his heart hammered against his chest.
“What is it? I really want to take a shower and lie down before dinner,” Sofia said. Then Ruslan heaved a deep breath and mustered the courage.
“Dinner,” he said, and Sofia furrowed her eyebrows.
“Have dinner with me,” he blurted.
“Weren't we going to have dinner with –“
“Just us,”
Ruslan said, cutting off Sofia’s sentence. She was quite surprised by what he said, so she just stood there.
“Uhm,”
“I want to ask you to have dinner with me.”
Ruslan said.
“L-Like a d-date?”
Sof
