Looking up at Nadia's perfect body, and her glistening skin, he wanted to stay in that moment forever and just hold her. His body was worn, and his energy gone, but he had to move. David grabbed for his clothes and jumped into his jeans. He threw on his shirt and just as Nadia got herself almost done up, they were met by two drunks with a body odour rank of weed. David stood frozen while still pulling his belt tight.<br/><br/>"You guys wanna smoke weed?" One of them asked.<br/><br/>David froze for a moment, then laughed, looking at Nadia. Now that things were a bit less tense, David finished doing his belt, and fixed his shirt. "I think we're good, unless-" he looked at Nadia, grinning a moment. David had done a bit of weed in the past, but he wasn't so sure about Nadia. Not to mention these two men were clearly not the people to share a joint with. He looked back at the drunk, "nah, thanks, but I think we'll pass." He winked at the man, patting him on the shoulder as David made his way to the stairs.<br/><br/>He reached out for Nadia's hand, holding it gently, guiding her out of the warehouse. Just outside, under the street lamp, he pulled her in and kissed her. "I don't know about you, but I think I've had enough adventure for one night. Plus we have to be on set tomorrow." The thought of going to work wasn't sitting well with him. Now he was completely in Nadia's hold, and Patricia was far from his mind. He didn't want to think about it, or how Patricia would act. He stood there, his body close to Nadia's. At this point, with any other girl, he would just say his goodbyes and leave. But, of course, Nadia wasn't just any other girl. He smiled, "I don't know about you... but I don't want to spend the night alone."<br/><br/>He looked into her stunning eyes, and wanted to say what was building in his mind over the past few days, culminating this night. "In fact...." he hesitated, feeling a moment of uncertainty. He decided to just say it. "What if I stayed here with you? What if I didn't go back home at the end?"