She thought, "It's okay, isn't it, Martin? You f****d with my feelings, with my mind, with my pride, but I'm the crazy neurotic one, I'm Latin, you're the Norwegian, calm, cool, tranquil, you never do anything on purpose, it's always the other person's fault. Well, you want to have s*x? After all, you want to empty yourself on me as if I were a sperm deposit? Well, I was satisfied with just the encounter in the pub, but you know what, we can always improvise and prolong the torture. Better to close with a golden key!
So she agreed to go to his place. She knew she wouldn't have s*x with him. She agreed to go because she knew he would be traveling the next day and that the week he would be away in Iceland with his friends, she couldn't stop thinking about Noah at her house with her kids and
