I frown.
Then I realize she is teasing.
Good.
She is getting comfortable enough to bite back.
Luka: No.
Nina: No?
Luka: I do not text women from the car after leaving their beds.
Nina: That sounds fake.
Luka: It is true.
Nina: Then what do you usually do?
Luka: Leave.
Her reply does not come for several seconds.
When it does, it is softer.
Nina: But you’re still here.
I look at her building through the windshield.
Yes.
I am still here.
Like an idiot.
Like a man who should know better.
Luka: Yes.
Nina: Why?
Luka: Because I can still taste you.
There is no reply.
The silence stretches.
Then my phone vibrates.
Nina: You cannot text me that when I have to look normal in five minutes.
Luka: You will not look normal.
Nina: Excuse me?
Luka: Your mouth is swollen. Your hair is a mess. There is a mark on your neck.
Nina: There is not.