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A few minutes later the coffee was ready.

– What else? Marika asked with displeasure and challenge, glancing at me.

Ten minutes earlier, I had literally lifted her out of bed and ordered breakfast to be made. Disheveled, sleepy, she did look like a girl. Unless there was not enough teddy bear near the pillow. But as soon as I looked down at the lace neckline of her T-shirt held on by thin straps…

– Can you offer us something else? – Dan chuckled grimly.

Judging by the look with which Marika slashed him, she could hardly restrain herself from throwing coffee in his face. I thought she had a lot to offer, but I didn’t say it out loud. I’m sure Dan would have liked her striptease, but… It was worth imagining how she, bending, undressing in front of someone other than me, burned her veins with fire. That’s shit!

– Let me look at you, – Dan grabbed Marika’s shirt and pulled Marika towards him, and I immediately tensed up. I glanced at my brother in warning, but he ignored my gaze. Lounging on a chair, he examined the girl, without releasing his hand, ran his finger along the wrist.