She smiled at him and tucked her hair behind her ear. “A gift. May I come in?”
He moved aside, allowing her to enter, and carried the box over to a nearby table. She took the opportunity to study his living quarters. It was one of the few finished residential units in the construction tower. It would be several more months before the rest of his people began to move in.
Despite herself, she was curious about Sergei. The room he was staying in was small and the furnishings were sparse. It fit with the militaristic perception he presented, but she couldn't help but wonder about the man behind the façade. Who was he, and where were all the possessions that showed a glimpse into his real life? He was as much of a mystery now as when she first met him.
Ariana turned and met his gaze. His lip
