Blush bloomed more on her cheeks at Dmitri remark. During their short time they developed this playful flirty batter. There was this undeniable connection to each other. Yet He always got under her skin. Making her blush much like he was now. As if no time had passed.<br/><br/>“Nearly as many as having a sexy man on top.” Michele’s hazel eyes darted down the ground as almost soon as words came out of her mouth. God did really say that.  Hardly believing that she was flirting back with him. Amazed that she was able to pick up their flirting. After she left town ten years ago. She didn’t flirt with anyone. Rarely dated. It was difficult to trust. Always fearing and expecting the worst. But she knew she could trust Dmitri. Because he saved her and tended to her when she been hurt.<br/><br/>Grimacing a little when he brush the dirt off his cloths. Bitting her own bottom lip. Yes cloths could be wash even replace. But suits could be costly. His looked expensive. Perhaps even tailor made. Hard to tell in the evening light.Michele went still for the briefest of moment when his hand touch her arm. Then as before so many years ago the simple rub soothed her. Chasing away bad memories.<br/><br/>Michele smiled when he told her about wanting to check in on his mom and little brother.It broader when she heard that he made his dreams come true with going to school. Getting the degree he had talked about.<br/>“I’m really happy for you that got your degree as you planned. I bet that your mom and brother are happy to have back home for a little while.”  The smile faltered just a little when she heard his plans. She eyes darted to the old bar. Michele’s throat clutched making it hard for her to breathe.<br/><br/>Knowing  what laid in the fountain of the bar. Her secret would be found. If she didn’t act soon, Michele thought. But how she wondered. No she couldn’t  tell Dmitri. Not after he instructed her to leave town. Instead she stayed around. Michele attention was brought back when she heard him explain about wanting to pick up where they had left off. Feeling torn. Knowing that she wasn’t going to stay around after her father funeral and taking care of what she need to in the old bar. But she could pass up spending time with Dmitri.<br/><br/>“Of course Ri I’m in.” Michele replied with her own nickname for him. Beaming at hearing his nickname for her.Most at the time would call her Arial. As a nickname. Something she hated. Even though she love all things Disney. But she wanted to be called by her given name not after a mermaid in a fairytale. Dmitri was the only one that called her “Red”.<br/><br/>“I could meet you there if you tell me the place and what time to be there.” Michele offered.