Chapitre 291: Love Her, It's The Least You Can Do

[NIKITA]

"Oh yeah? What about you, Arya? Don't you want me here anymore?" Nikita asked softly, as he traced his hands on her arms, before moving closer and cupping her cheeks in his arms. He could see that she didn't want him gone, but she was right.

He had people just like she had people too, but he could balance both. Besides, he had teams on both sides and as for the hospital, he could take on surgeries at the right time. He could balance it out.

"That's a tough one, given that you're in my bathtub, that no one in my family, not even my best friend has ever stepped into," Arya said, letting out a soft laugh. 

"But that's not an answer, Arya. Tell me you want me gone, and I'll leave, I won't fight you on this, I promise," Nikita said, leaning his head on hers, breathing her citrus scent given it was driving him crazy.