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– Bitch, – he hissed, pulling off his turtleneck.

Did I tell you not to touch her? I tossed him a roll of paper towels. Dan caught it, gave me a hard look that told me clearly where I could go. I leaned against the table. – Do you know… It’s even funny. I do not remember that at least someone dared to throw out something like that.

And indeed. Lovely smiles, a desire to please, humility… At worst, undisguised hints and sophisticated tricks, of which I have seen so many in my life that I managed to learn by heart. But Marika… Indomitability, spontaneity and fire. Initially, she seemed to me a capricious spoiled girl, but now… Now nothing has changed. A capricious, spoiled girl with a cheesy character and a quick temper. And I, damn it, want this girl! This one and no other.

Oddly enough, the day did not bring unpleasant surprises, which, given everything that had piled up lately, was a good sign in itself. Pleasant, however, too.

When I got home, I immediately went upstairs. Time was running out. No one would have said a word to me if I had appeared alone, but the format of the evening implied the presence of a companion. To make sure that it is much easier to take an escort than later to promise a girl who has come up with herself that the evening spent together is not at all a hint of a continuation of the relationship, I asked Emil to send one of the girls. He did not specify – all his girls knew how to behave in public and knew how to open their mouths only when it was necessary. The last one suits me the most.