“And they will.”
“Yes?” The smile spread wide and pleased on his lips.
“I’ve already made arrangements to spend Christmas in Moscow with you, as you suggested; but I owe my parents a really big one and I’ll have to be here for New Year’s. Now, all I need is a tourist visa and my vaccines. I hope to have the passport in time.”
“You will. I’ll talk to Rex to pull some strings.”
There was no point in telling him I didn’t need it; I knew he would do it anyway. I had to get used to the idea that I would spend my Christmas holidays in another country, and the idea already excited me very much.
I relaxed, finally, because it really seemed that things were going well.
The roasted venison turned out spectacular, modesty aside.
I’ve always liked cooking very much, although there were particul
