He broke the kiss and rested his head on her shoulder, panting a bit. He was starting to calm down, but his heart still pounded in his chest. He kissed her shoulder and lifted up so that he could look down at her. He brought his hand up to push some hair out of her face.
"Знаете ли вы ..... понравилось?" It seemed strange to him that he felt most like himself when speaking Russian. Especially since he knew she could understand him.