“Come to me,” Maxim leaned back on the sofa and patted his knees.

I immediately jumped up from the couch and climbed over to him. I put my head on a reliable shoulder, and it was so nice to feel the tenderness of his arms around me.

- Tell me? whispered barely audible. I did not specify what it was and so it is clear that we both think only about this situation.

Maxim sat with his face buried in my neck. I thought he didn't want to talk now. But he took a deep breath and began the story:

I have been kickboxing since childhood. Participated in competitions, went...