16

He finished the rest of the whiskey, put the glass on the bedside table. Then he removed the ice pack from his nose for a while and undressed. I lay back in bed, covered myself with a sheet and put the bag back in its place. After about ten minutes, I finally got rid of it and closed my eyes. All sorts of different options appeared in my head: What will I do when Alina comes?

In general, I am extremely surprised by such care. Instead of sleeping peacefully, she decided to seriously bring new ice every two hours. In principle, he knows how to cook, shows care. She could probably make a good wife. Although it's very early to think about it. I've only known her for a couple of days and, to be honest with myself, I still don't know what Alina really is. But I still want to believe that she is always the same as she appeared to me during these two days. Here I stopped: some bad and extremely naive thoughts, as if I was about fifteen years old. This, by the way, is a sign, not a good sign that I, as they say, have a particular fuse. A stupid word, but it clearly reflects what is happening.

He sighed and rolled over on his side. Waiting for two hours is tedious – you can fall asleep. So he lay there, only occasionally changed his position, but eventually settled on his back so that it was more convenient for Alina to put a bag of new ice, although he could do it himself. And it's not difficult for me to go for ice, too. Only I'm not at all against her initiative, so let her take care of it. After all, it is mutual. Then one thought was born: to pretend to be asleep and, as if in a dream, pull her towards me as soon as she approaches me. Maybe it's kind of stupid, but this way I will have the opportunity to see her first reaction to this. If he starts to resist strongly, I can refer to a dream or even sleepwalking. What-no excuse.

I almost fell asleep while I was waiting. I heard her footsteps in the corridor. It was not difficult to follow her as she went into the kitchen, fiddled there for a while and came to the door of my room. She opened it slowly and almost tiptoed over to me. By the way, I put on a bathrobe. Probably, I didn't dare to appear in my underwear. For some reason, she stood for a few seconds, then carefully put ice on my nose with the hope that I would not wake up. Although Alina didn't know how much I had drunk. I opened one eye and saw how she took the bottle and tried to see it in the light of the moon. As if she had read my thoughts.

"It's strange –" Alina whispered. - He seems to have drunk a little, but he sleeps like a dead man.

Yeah, of course. She probably said it out loud on purpose so that I would respond or wake up. But why?

She leaned over me so close that I could feel her warmth and shortness of breath. She seemed a little worried. I was wondering what will happen next? That is why I postponed my plan and did not do anything. I must say, not in vain. At the same moment, she gently touched her lips to mine, kissed me timidly and pulled away, but after that I could not let her just leave.

Without rudeness, but with obvious pressure, he pulled her towards him and slightly raised himself on the bed. By the light of the moon, it is clearly visible how confused she was, which I took advantage of. Alina seemed to try to resist, but her lips had already touched each other. The sweet, timid kiss on her part lasted no more than a few seconds. I don't know what she was feeling, but I couldn't stop. I really liked kissing these soft, sensual lips. They are so perfect and delicious that I almost started biting them with pleasure. I wanted to switch to a more passionate French and throw Alina on the bed. How much the mere fact that she was seventeen stopped me! Perhaps I wouldn't have stopped her, but she pulled away from me in time, staring at me with wide eyes.

- Dam, why? – What's the matter? " she said, sounding frightened. – Why did you do that?

Her tone made me feel uneasy, as if I had done something terrible.

– I couldn't help myself, I really wanted to kiss you. Especially since you kind of started it yourself…

– I, - Alina suddenly stammered. – I do not know what came over me… It's just a sign of gratitude, just a little… I thought you were asleep anyway. And you did this…

Oh, my God! What have I done? I just kissed a beautiful girl who I really like, and she painted everything as if something incredible had happened, incomprehensible to the mind.

– And what is the gratitude for?

Of course, I guessed, but for some reason I couldn't say anything else at that moment.

- Well, you stood up for me – - she suddenly wiped her lips with the palm of her hand: either from excitement, or it was so unpleasant for her to kiss. – That's why... no, I can't do that. I'm sorry, " and hurriedly left the room.

What does it mean? What's wrong with her at all? There is a version that Alina behaved like this because everything happened unexpectedly. Maybe I was in a hurry for nothing, I gave myself free rein. The most unpleasant moment is at the end… As if I'm some kind of slobbery freak that she disdained. It will not be surprising if you also go to the bathroom to rinse your mouth and brush your teeth. After all, this is my mistake. Well, why did you hurry up! I would have waited another day, there would have been a suitable situation, but no – I couldn't wait! Now it is generally unknown how she will behave tomorrow and what to do at all. The idea of boats already seemed superfluous…