Chapter: 733

"Yes." Aimee nodded sincerely. "You're like a high-end fruit perched atop a refrigerator in a store. It's tempting to try, but I know I don't want it all the time."

One reason was that she couldn't afford it. Besides, she might grow tired of it if she had it regularly.

High-end fruit wasn't necessarily tasty. Often, it was just pleasing to the eye.

“Okay, fine! You are really good at metaphor." Nikolas nearly clapped his hands. "I'm a fruit?"

“High-end fruit!" Aimee emphasized.

“Fuck the high-end fruit!"

Nikolas' shout startled Aimee, who yelled, "What are you doing? Have you lost your mind?"

"I thought you wanted to..."

Aimee looked at him and asked, “What did you think?"

“I thought you wanted to make this a long-term thing!" He would never be the first to use the word “boyfriend.” Otherwise, he'd be on the losing end again.

"Okay." Aimee nodded. "No wonder you wanted my phone number. You got the wrong idea. I didn't mean that. Can you let me go now? I'm so tired!"

“Fuck!"

Nikolas, shirtless and agitated, paced the room with his hands on his hips.

Aimee had tried to leave several times but to no avail.

“Nikolas, it's half past three. Can I please get some sleep?”

"I haven't slept either." His frustration left him wide awake.

He had planned to settle into bed for a good night's rest after finishing his cigarette and then have a serious conversation with her the next morning.

Instead, she had shocked him in the middle of the night.

"You can stay up, but don't force me to." Aimee yawned, rubbing her eyes and yawning. “I'm not joking. I'm genuinely tired!"

As Aimee made to leave, Nikolas snatched the clothes from her hands and threw them into the bathtub, turning on the tap to fill it.

Aimee was bewildered by his actions. “What are you doing? I need those!"

“We're both tired now. I won't talk anymore. Let's go to sleep, and we'll talk when we wake up." His anger was palpable, and it pained him.

But now he couldn't articulate what he wanted to say or do, so he resolved to sleep first.

"I don't sleep here. I want to go back." Even without her clothes, she still had her bathrobe. Once back in her room, she had other clothes in her Luggage.