11-08-2018, 03:03 AM
She could tell he was hurt. It twisted her insides. Danya wanted to go to him but she didn’t. She wanted so many things, for Zara, for Ivan, for herself...selfish things for herself. Danya remembered how she felt in the man’s arms. She recalled warmth and security, soft lips; the muscles in his back silky and smooth when he moved- No. Selfish. Danya wanted to go to Ivan but she did not. Instead her voice was gentle. “Do it for yourself too Ivan.” Her full lips curved upward. “Loving others can’t happen if you don’t love yourself.”
Danya leaned forward and picked up her delicate tea cup. “Have I bitched at you enough for one day then?” She bit her lower lip and looked over the rim in question. It was not a dismissal by any means but if his intent was to wrap things up, best not end on a somber note. She knew Ivan and once his mind was set on something, things happened pretty quickly. He was probably ready to go cut ties with whatever problems were dogging at him.
Danya leaned forward and picked up her delicate tea cup. “Have I bitched at you enough for one day then?” She bit her lower lip and looked over the rim in question. It was not a dismissal by any means but if his intent was to wrap things up, best not end on a somber note. She knew Ivan and once his mind was set on something, things happened pretty quickly. He was probably ready to go cut ties with whatever problems were dogging at him.