“You asshole! This whole time, I could have been calling you Ödam?” “No. I have not been Ödam in a long time, and I don’t want to be that man again. You can call me Ödam when you are angry with me. Tonight, I am Adam. I am your Adam.” He wrapped his arms around her, pulled her into him, and kissed her long and deep. “Come sleep with me on a bed of tablecloths, my ruzhkel.”

