chapter 42

NIKITA'S POV

"Fuck" I say as I make a 180 degree turn on my feets at once.

Damn me, this time I had really blown it, but how on earth is this possible, is it scripted or what

"Kita?!" He calls out to mw,

"Shit!" I mutter to myself, he must have seen me.

"Hey Ethan" I say with a slow and fake smile plastered to my face while I panic deep within me.

"Hey, morning" he responds as he moves closer to me.

"You didn't seem like you were excited to see me" he says but this time I find the lies stuck in my throat, I should at least make him feel better.

"I didn't expect to see you here" he and I'd of course say the obvious.

"You weren't? That makes the two of us me neither" I add. In as well cursing my fate earnestly.

I hardly got any sleep, I ate to my satisfaction and I was given some sort of warm welcome… a chef had brought my food to tabela dj there were fire, lights and all just to mawk the whole dkny fancy while i watched unable to make a fool of myself my tummy growled from being de