Already at night, at about 3 o’clock, when somewhere far in the east the sun was barely noticeably beginning to shine, they put out the fire and went to their tiny bedroom, where they passionately and uncontrollably loved each other. Yes, what can I say! They needed bodies, they needed them unquestioningly. And Nick was crazy about the smell of her body, which smelled at the same time of the delicate oil that Lyubov smeared after a shower, and the completely non-tart, subtle smell of a fire. Something completely incredible, indescribable happened to both of them at such moments.