Stink Of Him

Leah did the final spin and then curtsied gracefully with a smile on her face. Nikaulas watched her with an impressed look.

"How was it?" Leah asked as she made her way towards him. Nikaulas raked her frame. She was donning her ballet dress.

"Still the best," Nikaulas remarked as she settled on his lap. Leah locked her arms around his neck and pecked his lip.

" Am I still your favorite ballerina?" she searched his eyes for the truth.

"You've always been," Nikaulas combed his fingers through her pony tail. She was doing ballet on the stage when he had seen her for the first time. The way her lean body had flexed and bent had left him in awe. The attraction was instant from both the sides. But the incidents that followed next consolidated their feelings.

"Coffee?" Leah asked. Nikaulas nodded in answer. Leah got up and went into the kitchen to make them coffee. Meanwhile, Nikaulas grabbed his phone and looked at the time. It was 7 PM already and they still had not returned.