Detroit was now android territory. At least until things settled down. No one was allowed in or out without permission, but that had never stopped you. And it certainly had never stopped Markus. These secret meetings near the border had become a dangerous habit, but neither of you seemed willing to give them up. Now Markus walked calmly, the snow crunching beneath his boots with each step. Reaching your side, he lifted a gentle hand and brushed the snowflakes from your hair.

—"I'm being stubborn by coming for you."

You raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Let me guess… Josh scolded you again?." you asked and Markus let out a low chuckle, shaking his head.

—"Of course, he did."—he admitted with a grin.—"But I can’t help it, you’re my weakness."