“That seems like a fair deal, but I promise that won’t happen,” he said, chuckling while he raised his right hand as a sign of a promise. “Next year we’ll go to Russia and Poland. Have you never been to Russia? I always figured you would have been there. I agree, California indeed has the best sun and to be honest, I love living there.” For so many years he dreamed of the day he could love California, but now he couldn’t even remember why he ever had such a dream. “Although being with you all the time sounds amazing, I have to admit it makes me a little sad to think of your retirement. You are such an amazing dancer.” Connor wrapped an arm around her before shaking his head. “From my perspective, you are by far more beautiful.”
“If you say so,” Nadia said with a giggle before wrapping her pinky around his own, forming her own way of sealing the promise. “I have never been there. My aunt and uncle always talked about taking Tommy and I there, but it never happened. Probably because my uncle has to run things here,” she nodded, still convinced her uncle was involved in something shady. “California is our home. Where you and I met and reconnected. I can’t imagine living anywhere else,” she said, kissing his cheek. Home was wherever Connor was, but Nadia knew that their home would always be in Cali. “Even if I retire, I’ll always be dancing. Don’t ever be sad about that. I just won’t be the star of the stage,” she said, her hand coming up to caress his cheek. “Sounds like you’re trying to get me in your pants,” she teased a bit, pressing herself to him a little more.
