After finally being released from his 5 years sentence, which he was wrongly convicted for, Yuri decides to disappear from the whole word and start a new, simple life far away from his hometown Russia. He lands in Los Angeles, in a small city called...
I smiled as Yuri walked in the cafe for lunch. His dark eyes trained on me as he smiled lightly and sat down with Tom and Drake, his smile completely vanishing. I turned around and fumbled for the notepad , my heart racing just at the thought of going near him. God, get a grip. I took a deep breath and pushed my hair off my face before walking towards the three men, one of which made my breathing go erratic. " so, what would you guys like for lunch today?", I asked as I felt his heated gaze on me. "I am really craving your pancakes bella, I know it's not ready anymore but just give me any remaining ones from the breakfast hour please", I laughed at Tom as he winked at me and turned to Drake. He shook his head at his friend's antics and ordered a tuna sandwich, nodding at Yuri. "And for you, Yuri?" I cleared my throat as he spoke,"chicken sandwhich please". I nodded and smiled at them before rushing to the kitchen and letting out a deep sigh. I really need to get a grip.
Ever since that night a week ago, things between us have been a little icy. He wouldn't stay after hours and wait for me to close the cafe anymore. He wouldn't talk to me about anything else other than work. Maybe I pushed it too far that night. Maybe he is in a relationship with someone else? Oh my God what if he's married and his wife is back in Russia. What if I misunderstood his feeling for me? What if it was completely platonic? I shook my head and let put my hair from my ponytail, instantly feeling the ache from my head vanish. I have a cafe to run, these thoughts can wait for later.
"See you tomorrow bells", said Sara as she leaned down to place a chaste kiss on my cheek before leaving. I smiled at her retreating form and cleaned the counertops. Ethan was already at my apartment to watch Anna and that was a huge relief. I really need to look for a baby sitter. Just as I was about to start with the opposite countertop, I felt his presence standing right behind me. I froze as I saw his inked arm taking out the trash from under the sink and without a word he headed out the back door. I gulped down the feeling of rejection that I have been feeling the past week and focused on closing the cafe as fast as possible and getting away from his intoxicating self.
Another 15 minutes passed by and finally it was time to go home to my angel. I took out my jacket from the lockers and turned around just to see him take of his apron and shove it inside his locker. His black shirt stretched over his wide chest as he shrugged on his black leather jacket and looked up to meet my eyes. I froze as he stopped fixing his jacket and stared right back at me. I was so lost in his gaze that I didn't realize he was walking towards me and stood a few centimeters away from me. I gulped as he looked down at his hands before clearing his throat. " I, I um. I am sorry", he rasped out as he looked up hesitantly. " what for?", I breathed out as he stepped closer to me and rested his hand on the locker door behind my head. I watched as his eyes ran all over my face, almost as though he wanted to commit it permanently to his memory. He shook his head and looked away from me, muttering something in his mother tongue. He pushed his hand off the lockers and turned abruptly, mumbling a quick good night. Oh hell no. I won't let you run away this time, one week was a good amount to do so. Just as he was about to move any further, I grasped his thick forearm and stopped him.
He tensed and turned to look at me. " why do you do this? Huh? You clearly are aware of the fact that I feel for you is more than just friendship, and yet you still play with my feelings like this. It's a yes or no Yuri, nothing else. So tell me exactly what are you sorry for.", I didn't realize that my voice sounded so annoyed but i couldn't handle it anymore. His dark eyes widened as he stood still and took in what I just said. I could imagine his beautiful brain being in a state of shock due to my blunt confession, and trust me, so was mine. I have never done anything like this before. He looked up at me before I felt his hands at my waist as he pulled me closer to him. I held onto his forearms and he pulled me flush against his hard chest before leaning his smooth forehead against mine and closing his eyes shut. " I am sorry for hiding my feelings from you and ignoring you. I was not sure that you felt the same way I did, how would a beautiful girl like you ever find me pleasing tsvetok?", he rasped as I closed my eyes and felt his fingers tracing small circles at my waist.
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I pulled away slightly as he opened his eyes, which held uncertainty and rejection. I shook my head and without thinking placed hand along his prickly cheek. "Did I ever make you feel that way? hmm?", I whispered soflty as he shook his head lightly before giving me a soft beautiful smile. "Never", he whispered back before moving closer to me, my eyes automatically narrowing on his pink plump lips. God ive never done this before, what if he figures it out? Am I even ready for this? Almost as though he read my mind he chuckled lightly before placing his lips on the crown of my head. "We have all the time in the world to do the other things my tsvetok ".
I moved closer to him as we crossed the street , his arm wrapping tighter around my shoulders. I could feel his warm breath as we neared my apartment, his beard ticked my forehead as I felt his cold lips touching me. I didn't ever want this walk to end. Will he be like this from now on? Or will he go back to ignoring me tomorrow? We stopped at my door as I turned around to look at his already dark eyes watching me. "Yuri, where do we stand? Will you go back to being your cold self tomorrow?", I said as I looked down at my feet. Leaving my heart, mind, and sound completely vulnerable to him and not having the courage to face his decision. Do I sound desperate? I felt his arm wrapping around my waist as he pulled me to his once again, taking all of my breath away. Placing his warm fingers under my chin, he lifted my head up and shook his head. " I am not running anymore", he said before leaning down to place his lips on my temple, " I promise Isabella".
