The Perfect Prince (1999)
“ Olek had been watching his wife in silence, liking the way she twirled her hair when she was in deep thought. He’d been standing in his office door for some time, just watching her. She didn’t notice he was there, but he was always aware of her.
Nadja blinked in surprise, looking up from her notes. She sat at the table, figuring different formula combinations. It was a like a giant riddle that begged to be solved, and she loved every agonizing, headache-making moment of it.
“What?” Nadja was surprised that Olek was talking to her. When he hadn’t been working with his father, he’d been in his office getting ready to work with his father. She hardly saw him and when he was there, she hardly felt like he was. He was always so preoccupied.
“Like what you did with the medic unit,” he said. Lightly, he set a glass of wine before her and took a seat across from her.
“My father taught me,” she answered, lost in his eyes for a moment. They seemed so kind and gentle, not like the hard... eyes that had stared back at her for the last couple of days.MoreLess
Nadja blinked in surprise, looking up from her notes. She sat at the table, figuring different formula combinations. It was a like a giant riddle that begged to be solved, and she loved every agonizing, headache-making moment of it.
“What?” Nadja was surprised that Olek was talking to her. When he hadn’t been working with his father, he’d been in his office getting ready to work with his father. She hardly saw him and when he was there, she hardly felt like he was. He was always so preoccupied.
“Like what you did with the medic unit,” he said. Lightly, he set a glass of wine before her and took a seat across from her.
“My father taught me,” she answered, lost in his eyes for a moment. They seemed so kind and gentle, not like the hard... eyes that had stared back at her for the last couple of days.MoreLess
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