In between

- Leyla... i think we need to talk... about yesterday...

- Yes, Emre-bey?

- We spoke of distances... and I tried... but I can't keep myself away from you... Please, tell me I'm not going crazy and you feel it too! Please, tell me I haven't lost you!

Leyla closes the distance between them to stand really close to Emre... He looks at her with hungry eyes, but doesn't move - it's up to her, always up to her from now on... he'd made too many mistakes before, he'll take her lead this time.

Leyla whispers:

- Is this distance good enough for you, Emre-bey?

And then she kisses him - lightly, as if testing his response. She leans back to look at him but Emre doesn't let her - he holds her by the shoulders and tugs Leyla closer to him.

As Emre is about to say something, that annoying omnipresent voice of his new assistant intervenes:

- Emre-bey, I wanted... oh, Leyla, you're here... I'm sorry, I didn't want to...

She absolutely did! Her voice is not even a little apologetic and her expression is full of vile as she measures Leyla up and down... Emre feels the instinctive urge to step in front of Leyla to protect her from evil eye. Leyla doesn't mind hiding behind Emre's broad shoulders hoping that Meliz will take a hint that she's intruding and leave.

No such luck - Meliz is standing there, glaring at them with disapproval and something like disgust... Leyla realizes that it's not the fact that Emre is in his office with a woman in somewhat compromising position - even though Meliz could only have seen them embracing... it's the fact that Meliz thinks of Leyla as lesser choice for Emre...

And that Leyla would not stand for! She may be shy... but she's not a coward!

She steps from behind Emre and tells in her sweetest and phoniest voice ever:

- Meliz, I believe Emre-bey won't be able to make it to that concert. We have other plans. I hope you'll find somebody else to keep you company.

From the corner of her eye Leyla catches Emre turning his head to her, surprise and delight written all over his face. Leyla smiles at Meliz and says:

- Was there anything you wanted to tell Emre-bey? Or can it wait? We have an important conversation to finish...

Meliz mumbles:

- Um... this... the report... I...

Emre talks over her, not turning his head away from admiring Leyla's profile:

- It can wait! Everything can wait, Meliz. I'm gone for the rest of the day. Thank you.

And with that Meliz is effectively dismissed from Emre's office and Emre's life.

As Meliz leaves the room, Leyla turns to face Emre, almost knocked over by the sight of pure adoration in his eyes. She never knew it feels like this - to be loved by someone she loves too... what an intoxicating feeling!

A slow smile tugs her lips upwards and she suggests:

- Don't we need to talk about distances?

Emre growls and grabs her by the waist:

- I have all day, we'll do the talking later!

And he kisses her, hard and hot and all-consuming... and it burns so sweet inside of them, like a light erupting from a star being born!

And they will do some talking later in the day... and they will take a walk... and have ice-cream... and plan to go to the movie... and all this time Emre wouldn't let go of Leyla's hand... not once... not ever.