“Esma.” Reed whispered in my ear, I nuzzled into his chest. I was leaning against his chest, my eyes were closed, his hands wrapped around me. I felt ecstasy, joy, relieve.

“Hey, we have to return to the hotel, you have to attend the meeting, right?” he whispered. I groaned. Jeez, let me sleep, just for a few minutes.

“Hurry up.” He said and soon I felt his warmth abandoning my body. Slowly the outside world invaded my senses, and oh my, what an invasion. I felt like I was floating, my limbs soft and languid, utterly spent. Now, only I realize I was laying on the fresh meadows, Reed’s...