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Chapter 2

In the "Magnet" I had to choose products without waste, because they did not allocate much money-thirty thousand. On the other hand, this amount is quite enough for a week and for two people, but I have already had some thoughts: to go to the club, order a helicopter flight and much more. You will have to give up all this and be more modest, but it's a pity. First of all, I wanted to somehow entertain Alina all this time.

– Are you taking it or are you going to stay here any longer? You're getting in the way, boy, " a man's voice came from behind him.

– I'll take it, - I grabbed a couple of packages of juice and threw it into the cart without explaining why I was standing for a long time.

I took a ride through the next rows with a clear goal: to take the necessary products and estimate the total cost of the collected goods along the way. As a result, the cart was almost completely clogged, although it seemed as if he had not taken so much goods.

I paused near the champagne to consider whether it was worth taking it. It would be nice to have a drink in the evening with Alina and at the same time look at her in communication, under alcohol, but if she does not drink, then the idea is bad. And if she drinks, it's also somehow not good – she may think that I'm trying to get her drunk on the first day of dating. I decided to give up alcohol. Another time, if necessary, I'll take it. Moreover, she is not eighteen. Although who will know that she drank with me.

At the checkout, I paid by bank transfer, loaded myself with two large packages and wandered home. On the way, I remembered that Alina wanted a cocktail. Unfortunately, there is nowhere to take a normal one here, so I resorted to some alternative: a mojito from a barrel. Yes, this is not what she wanted, but there are no other options either. The seller handed me a bottle with a green drink, I rummaged in my pocket and handed him the money. I took the change, thanked him and went on.

The July sun is in full swing, so I have one idea: to walk faster and enjoy the coolness of the house with a buzz, or dive into the pool in the lower courtyard. By the way, an idea: you can offer to buy Alina, at the same time evaluate her in a swimsuit. No, well, no one exactly forbade me to watch, so there are no problems with this.

At the front door to the house, I heard Alina's voice.

- Dam!

Did something really happen? He

hurriedly opened it, entered –

- Dam, well, where are you?

The voice came from the bathroom.

- Here. I just got here, " I said and went into the kitchen.

– I've been calling for you for five minutes, and you're walking around somewhere – " she said resentfully.

– I went to the" Magnet". He took us something to eat and gave you a cold drink.

- Oh, I see. I have a problem.

I put the bags on the table.

– What's the other problem?

- Well – - the girl stammered, - I forgot the towel. It's lying on the bed in my room. Bring it, please.

I'm glad she didn't see the sly grin on my face. The most piquant moments were born in my head: she would ask me to rub the back later or something like that. Something has taken me to the wrong steppe again. You can't! I shook my head, trying to get my thoughts in order.

- OK. I'll get it right away.

Contrary to my tiny hopes that were hidden in the subconscious, nothing interesting happened. The girl just stretched out a wet hand from behind the door and thanked him. I sighed desperately and went back to the kitchen, where I was sorting and putting food on the shelves.

By the time I finished, Alina came in a light turquoise dress and smiled.

– How do you like my outfit?

- It suits you, – I pretended that I didn't care, and I nervously squeezed the bags in my hand.

– Is that all?" her face changed and her cheeks puffed out. - So, not really. And I thought I looked good in it.

– So I didn't say that it was bad. It's going fine, then, " I mumbled, put the bags in the drawer and turned around. - Do you understand?

– Yes, I understand that I need to change, - Alina looked up and deftly slipped out of the kitchen.

I sighed: oh, these girls…

A couple of minutes later, she returned in a short ruby-colored dress with a very deep neckline. Moreover, it was slightly transparent, so I could see black underwear. He swallowed and looked away towards the window. Yes, it's too provocative for a girl...

– And now? she spun around. - Do you like it now? Come on, it's a cool dress, isn't it?

"Yes, Alina, it's very beautiful," I managed to say with difficulty and looked at her again.

- You see. Now you've said it differently. You liked it, but it's so-so, " she argued the choice of outfit and went to the table. – And where is the promised cold?

- In the refrigerator. I shrugged, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of mojito and showed it to her.

- I will, of course. Do you think I'm just some kind of princess? - Alina narrowed her eyes and went to the cabinet in search of a glass. – No, you don't have to think like that. I can do with a small one.

"The top hanging cabinet on the left, – I prompted her. - There are dishes there.

- Thank you, I already found it.

To my surprise, she took an ordinary transparent glass and put it on the table.

- Well, pour it! – she threw a phrase that confused me and winked.

– This is not an alcoholic drink, to say so, - I cautiously remarked and began to slowly turn the lid of the bottle.

- So what? - Alina smiled. – My parents do not allow me to drink alcohol. As always: when you're eighteen! Tired of it already... it will be! And soon!

Oops! Now that's interesting. Would she be eighteen this week? I was glimmering with hope, barely noticeably grinned, opened the lid and immediately dropped the bottle, which hit the bottom on the table, sprayed me and a considerable part of the mojito splashed right into the area of Alina's seductive cleavage. I barely managed to catch the drink, so as not to spill it on the floor as well. Meanwhile, the girl was silently looking at her wet chest. Yeah, my hands don't grow from there.