19

We got home quickly, although it seemed that it would take longer. The road and a few hours in the sun really tired us, so we decided to take a break so that we could be cheerful by the evening. Besides, sitting in a boat in the middle of the lake "boiled" is a so-so prospect.

Alina went to her room. At that time, I checked on the fish, then went to the bathroom to look at the nose. Surprisingly, the tumor came off quickly, there were almost no traces of the fact that he had received a good blow yesterday. Although if everything was restored, then, apparently, it was not such a good blow.

I drank some water in the kitchen, and then went to the room. I didn't want to sleep, so I decided to think about a gift, because Alina's birthday is already the day after tomorrow. In order for a good idea to be born, I had to search through a lot of options mentally, but none of them seemed really interesting. It all came down to banality like jewelry and other such things. At first it seemed like a good option to me, because I didn't see any ring, chain, or bracelet from Alina. Nothing at all from gold or silver accessories. Then I thought about it carefully and came to the conclusion that she can afford all this, but for some reason she does not wear it. It is possible that she does not really love, although this will be strange for a girl, unless she came here without jewelry. Still, I decided to abandon this idea and began to think further. What else? And then I remembered what she was interested in. Alina loves to draw, she is a creative person. Why not give her something like that? Then there was a great solution: a 3D pen! Yes, it's a funny thing and very original, modern. I went to the Internet to look for where to buy. Of course, you can't find such things in a small Abrau-Durso, but in Novorossiysk-without problems, and all sorts of different options from the simplest to the coolest. Naturally, I did not skimp and ordered one of the most expensive ones, so that I could definitely buy a normal thing. Of course, the price is not always a guarantee of quality, but it is certainly better than something cheap and completely unknown.

Alina even managed to sleep, and by the evening she felt rested and cheerful. We met in the kitchen when I decided to have dinner. My appetite increased thanks to the thought that she was cooking, because in my fantasies I was eating the food of my beloved girl, even if Alina was not yet such. It's always nice to dream, especially when you sincerely believe that everything will be the way you want.

"Bon appetit, Dam," she said with a smile and sat down opposite. – You eat with such an appetite that even I wanted to.

"Thank you," I said after I had chewed. - So eat with me.

Alina pretended to frown her brows.

- no. She got up from her chair and walked over to the coffee machine. - I'd rather have a cup of coffee. And that's enough for me for dinner.

- As you know.

While I was eating, Alina silently sipped a hot, invigorating drink and watched me. I felt a little awkward because of this, but at the same time it was nice that she was looking at me. Then she began to smile almost imperceptibly and look away towards the window. Then I couldn't stand it anymore.

– Why are you smiling? Am I dirty? He reached for his napkin when he was done with his meal.

-No, no, I'm just thinking about my own, – Alina answered lightly and tactfully changed the subject: - And how do you like the idea of something to drink while sailing on a boat? Well, a little bit at all. It's not every day that we can afford to be in the middle of the lake, so we'll celebrate it like this. Come on?

Now I was grinning.

– So that's why you were smiling.

- no. I told you I was thinking about my own.

– Well, okay, - he paused, as if he was thinking about something. – I like the idea. But I do not know if it is allowed to take alcohol with me.

– Isn't it possible to come up with something? she winked. - For example, I can hide it in my purse. I doubt that they will ask me why I need it there in the boat. Girls almost always need a purse.

"It's a good option," I shook my head. – And what will we drink?

- Give me the champagne. What will we get from one bottle, right?

Alina is clearly up to something. The persistence and some kind of charming charm in her intonation initially left me no chance: I could not refuse, even if I wanted to without alcohol. It seems that she managed to influence me with just words. This is no longer good. It is impossible to lose a sober mind under any circumstances. If she could come up with something, then our thoughts and desires should be, if not the same, then at least similar, and her smile "about her" is proof of that. It's strange that I didn't think of this before.

- I agree. So it's decided?

"Yes," she nodded. – We'll take glasses with us from home. I'm sorry, but I don't want to drink from plastic cups at all. And they can crumple, crack in the bag.

- You think logically. But I didn't even say a word about the dishes.

– Well, I warned you just in case, - Alina smiled, finished her coffee. - Let me wash the dishes, and then let's go. I'll just change before I go out. Ok?

I definitely started steering: I confidently took the initiative into my own hands, although before that they always did as I decided. Okay, let's let her do it for now. In the future, the "steering wheel" should be taken away. On the other hand, maybe she doesn't see anything wrong with it, and I screwed myself up? However, time will tell.

- OK. I'm going to my room. You also need to change into something longer, so that the mosquitoes bite less.

- Go ahead. I'll call you when I'm ready. Don't get bored there, " she said deliberately, as if she wanted to add something. – Without me – - and gave a gentle smile.

I reciprocated, got up and went to my room, puzzled by the question: "Will everything happen before her birthday if she continues to behave so nicely?". It shouldn't, if you hold back. But this is an "if"…