Natasha's POV.

I sat down with Russeli at my apartment as we went through the music we were composing together, but I felt Russeli staring at me and I was damn so uncomfortable as I looked up to him.

"Is there something on my face?" I asked, but his penetrating eyes bored into mine, we were the only ones in here, and since the day he came over with Dominic I have tried as much as possible not to be alone with him.

I raised my brow when he didn't respond, I shifted on my chair. "Russeli, are you okay?" I wanted to make him say something, maybe that way...