Sixty two

STEFAN POV

I was making noodles for her in the kitchen when she walked in.

I looked at her, she was wearing the clothes I had set out on the bed for her.

My T shirt practically swallowed her up. She was so tiny in it.

She also looked very tempting in it.

"Thanks for the clothes."

"You are welcome. Come sit down and eat."

She sat on the kitchen stool and I put the plate in front of her.

"So do you like it?" I asked her.

"Yes, the noodles are okay."

She finished eating, took her plate to the sink and washed it.

"Thanks Stefan."

"You are welcome."

We stayed in awkward silence for a while, I worked on my laptop while she stood awkwardly.

I couldn't take it anymore.

"Why did you stop replying my messages, stop answering my calls and you resigned from work?" I asked her.

"I am sorry."

"I didn't ask you to apologize, I asked you a question."

"I found out your identity."