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all our paintings so it is easier to separate them. I found Ice more suitable because it is a cold place.’
    I showed him some other paintings with warmer colour. I didn’t want him to think that I only focused on the cold and gloomy. But I realized as he read the text on several other ones that almost all the text had some sort of melancholy. None of them was happy, happy, or sunshine and love. I must seem depressed to him. I wanted to explain that I wasn’t this person, I was happy most of the time. Or at least partly happy. I had baggage like most people. And the painting gave me an opportunity to ventilate. But I didn’t tell him any of this. He wasn’t here to hear about me. He was here to look at my art. Like it mattered. He kept me by his side as we talk about every painting in the room. I was about to explain the last one as Anna coughed and made us both turn. She looks at Christopher and pointed discreetly to her watch. He ignored her and turned towards the painting again.  
    ‘ I like this one. In fact, I like several of these. But I wonder, do you do commission paintings?’
    ‘ I don’t know. What did you have in mind?’ I asked. I could paint just about anything, even portraits and landscape, but I was most comfortable painting abstract. I liked putting emotions in the painting instead of just what the eyes see.
    ‘ I have a room that is in desperate need of a centrepiece.’ He held my gaze, and I couldn’t look away. ‘Is that something you do?’
    ‘ I might. It depends on what you want.’ Did he get the double meaning? His crocked smile said that he probably did. Anna coughs again from her corner, but neither of us bothered to turn. 
    ‘ You could paint in the same style, I like your work. But I would like you to paint the picture while in the room, to make it fit right in.’
    ‘ In your room?’
    ‘ Yes’
    ‘ At your house?’
    ‘ Yes’
    ‘ I don’t know. I have never done that before.’ 
    ‘ Well. Why don’t you think about it and give me a call. Anna, would you please give Sara my number.’
    She gives me a note as we exit the room.
    ‘It was nice to meet you. Goodbye, Miss Nord.’
    Anna extends her hand and I grab it lightly before letting go. I was about to do the same t owards Christopher, but he leaned against Anna and whispered some words. She glanced at me, and she didn’t look happy as she exited the door. Christopher was still inside as the door closed. Suddenly the hallway seemed too small. The atmosphere changed. He was standing to close. I could smell him, and the scent was even better than I remembered. It was intoxicating.  He put his arm on mine, and an electric pulse rushes through my body. I take a step backwards, not thrusting myself near him.
     
    ‘Wait. I just have to say something.’ He comes closer again. His fingers interlocked with mine. They felt warm.
    ‘ I would like to apologize for what happened during the exhibition. I didn’t mean to come on so strong. I shouldn’t have…’ His voice trails off as his eyes flicker, and suddenly fixating on something behind me. I was too dazed to say something. His touch made my body quiver, sending heat all over. I tried to move my hand away when he snaps out of it. My movement makes him come even closer.
    ‘ I’m sorry. I… shouldn’t have kissed you.’
    ‘ No, you shouldn’t.’ I could barley hear my own voice. And while I said the words, my eyes flicker to his lips, begging them to kiss me again. He was so close that I could feel his breath against my skin. I lift my chin and bite my lip, silently pleading him. I knew it was stupid, irresponsible and undignified, but I didn’t believe he was here because of the paintings. And all I care about now was that I wanted him. My body wanted him. He leaned closer, letting his lips trace my forehead, and I could feel him inhaling me. I lift my chin, and his lips trailed downwards, closer to the mouth. Just before reaching it, he sighs and steps