Chapter 83: You’re Always Like This
Paul had never sat shoulder-to-shoulder with a woman. He had never flirted, joked, or talked to a woman for an hour straight. He had never gone on a date.
So how in the world was he sharing a blanket with a chick that was way out his league?
The train started to move again. The starry night their eyes were fixated upon shifting. Choo-choo! The whistle went off.
Ksenia poked his cheek with her finger. As expected, she was warm. "You ever been on a train? You look nervous."
"I, er, not a steam train. Just a normal train," Paul replied.
"I’m from Czech and my father was a huge šotouš. Feels almost like home being here. We have quite a lot of locomotives. They’re not quite as old as this one but it smells the same from the outside and inside."
"Czech?"
’Never heard of it...’
"Can’t find it on a map?" Ksenia teased.
"N-not really..." Paul admitted shyly.
"American, right?" Ksenia playfully elbowed him under the blanket. "I expected as much. Don’t worry, I understand and accept all your flaws, including your lack of education in geography."