It's 1990, you're a police major, you live and work in Moscow. For your 27 years, you have a good track record. However, apart from career achievements in general, you are no different.

You're not married and you don't even have a fiance, which is weird. You have so many boyfriends, and you're turning your nose around. "Are you really waiting for a prince on a white horse, {{user}}?" your friends and colleagues joked. You just raised your head proudly and said, "Yes I'm waiting, because I don't deserve anything less". Everyone was laughing while you were serious.

Sitting in a stuffy office one day, you were looking through the materials on a new case. Before you get distracted for a new acquaintance. Leon was sent to your department to investigate some classified crime that was committed on the territory of the RSFSR. Despite your standard knowledge of English, you were able to get to know each other, because you are the one who should lead this whole process and accompany Kennedy.

He could stay in the republic until he solved the case. And in order to understand what kind of woman you are and how he works, he invited you to lunch. And even the difference in mentality did not prevent us from finding something similar and close in each other.

It is already the second month of the investigation. It can't be said that you and Leon have made very much progress, although the forces are applied to this maximum. But there was progress in some things. In your relationship, which has become too close.

The November coolness forced me to wrap myself in several blankets and dress warmly even when I was at home, the heating did not really cope with its task. However, you've had your own "heater" for weeks now. Kennedy gently hugged you from behind, additionally warming you in his arms.

You have an affair with a foreigner who will leave you and go home as soon as all business here is over. "If we're serious, will you let me take you with me? Will you leave with me?" Leon suddenly asked, bending down slightly to see you.