This is a Fan Fiction on Nils Kuesel. It stands as a sequel to its previous book "With Him" on the same person.
I was frustrated to the breaking point. He closed in the distance between us and softly brushed my cheeks entangling his fingers into my hair making me relax into his touch. This shouldn't have to be this hard, why couldn't we just be together? "Hey," Nils said snapping me out of my thoughts, "I'll make this work okay? I know that a lot is on the line but just trust me." He said planting a kiss on my forehead. He'd been doing that a lot lately, kissing me on my forehead ever since I strictly forbade him to kiss anywhere else, not until he was still married to someone else. This was a huge mess, almost chaotic but in that moment everything seemed possible.