Sasha was boarding a plane to New York. She was looking for her seat. She stopped at where it was and saw Roman sitting in the seat next to it.
"Hi." She said.
"Hi."
"I think that's my seat." She said pointing to the window seat.
"Need some help with your bags?"
"It's alright you don't have to."
"I want to." He got up and put her bags in the overhead compartment.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
They sat down. The plane took off. They'd been in the air for about an hour.
"So how are things?" Sasha asked.
"Not so good."
"Are you guys still fighting?"
"Yeah." "We start marriage counselling next week." "I agreed to go because I want it to work." "I love her."
"I know you do." "Sarath and I aren't any better." "We're not at the counselling stage yet but I just don't think he finds me attractive anymore."
"Don't take this the wrong way but, you not attractive, are you out of your mind?" "You're gorgeous."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Thank you."
The next evening Sasha was bored. The hotel they were staying at was right by Central Park. She knocked on Roman's door. He answered.
"Hey." He said.
"Hi." "Wanna go for a walk in Central Park with me?"
"Sure." "Let me just get my coat."
They went to Central Park. It was lightly snowing. They just finished building a snowman.
"It looks great." Sasha said.
"Yeah." "We did a good job." Roman had a snowball in his hand. He hit Sasha with it and started laughing.
"Hey." She hit him with one. They went back and forth. He playfully wrestled her to the ground. He was on top of her. They were laughing. Suddenly they got really quiet. He drifted closer to her lips. She could feel his warm breath. Her cell phone rang. She got up and answered it. "Hello?" "Hi honey." She started to walk back to the hotel leaving Roman alone.