The knock on his door was a surprise, the woman on the other side even more so.
"Nic?" She smiled sheepishly, slightly apologetically.
"Hey," she said softly, her hands folded in front of her so as not to fidget.
"Come in," he said, his voice still holding the shock he was feeling. She walked into his apartment not moving much further than the entranceway.
"What's up?" She took a deep breath. The words she was about to say really were not going to come out easy and she needed all of the courage she'd managed to collect on her way here.
"I owe you an apology," she said carefully. Antonio's brows knit in confusion.
"For my attitude, for my inability to share," she said, her voice going softer. Antonio almost had to strain to hear her but he wasn't going to ask her to repeat it. He also managed to hide the small excited grin that was creeping onto his face. Instead, partly to hide his face, he wrapped his arms around her carefully. She fell into his embrace.
"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked after a few minutes, his hand still travelling up and down her back. Nicole couldn't stop the sad smile that sprouted over her face.