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Chapter 3

- Yes, - Alina drawled with displeasure. - I drank ...

- I'm sorry, please. It's just that the bottle is wet on the outside, so it slipped off. I'll be right there, " he quickly went to one of the drawers, took out a package of wet wipes and returned to the girl. "Here, take this," he said, holding out a napkin.

She looked at me quizzically, raised an eyebrow.

– You spilled it, didn't you? Be kind, take care of the girl.

– So you want me to wipe it myself? - with a nod of his head, he pointed to the cleavage, which is almost impossible to break away from.

- Yes. And what?

I was taken aback: how is that what?

– Well, all right, - he was a little embarrassed and reached his hand to his chest.

"Don't worry," Alina smiled. - Just wipe it properly.

Of course, I didn't expect such a turn: either she was specifically checking my reaction, or she considered it normal.

Carefully he began to rub the area of the tender neck, went down a little lower and tried to concentrate only on the task, so that no other thoughts arose. However, when I got to the softer places, natural instincts took their toll, and I felt a decent dose of excitement. Even through a napkin, I felt perfectly how my fingers pressed through my chest, as soon as I touched just below the upper part. There was a mad desire to just grab with one hand and crumple, squeeze with pleasure. Then I realized that I was starting to lose control.

– Like everything, - abruptly removed his hand and looked at Alina.

She examined the cleavage area and gave out:

- Not everything. There are a few more drops right next to the bra. Can't you see how wet it is there?

It seemed like simple words, but their meaning was reflected in my head in a completely different way, and I was already afraid of my own reaction when I touched it again.

– Right here?" - frankly climbed between his chest and made a serious face.

– Yes, - Alina, due to her short stature, exhaled hot air directly into my neck. – And a little more to the left, there.

What started happening: is it real or was it just my imagination? I almost groped her under the guise of wiping her, and I didn't want to take my hand away at all.

"You seem to be getting carried away, Dam," she said. Alina took hold of my hand with a warm, soft palm and began to press harder on my chest. – It's necessary, you know? Don't be afraid to touch a little more than is allowed. You're wiping, not touching me. And I don't bite, if anything.

– Well, that's it, I understand, - he summed up the final touches and removed his hand. - Clean and dry. Take a look for yourself.

- Yes, it's good now. Thank you, " she took the glass and ostentatiously swirled it in front of me. – But it's still empty here. Just please, no accidents this time, okay?

I smiled guiltily, nodded and carefully filled the glass. Alina took it and, as if she hadn't been drinking for a very long time, drained it almost in one gulp. A drop trickled down from the corner of my lips, ran up to my chin and landed in the same place where I had recently wiped it. It all looked so sexy that I involuntarily swallowed my saliva.

- Oh, can I have another napkin? – she asked gently, putting the glass on the table. – I just really wanted to drink, – and lightly shrugged her shoulders.

Without a word, he took out a napkin and handed it to her. This time I did everything myself. I took another glass and poured a mojito for myself. He drank slowly and looked at Alina-she was clearly waiting for me to finish my drink to say something. As soon as my glass was empty, I started:

– What should we do? Any ideas?

– You can, for example, swim in the pool or go to the lake. If you like long walks, you can also take a walk in the mountains, " I outlined the first options that came to mind.

- No, I don't want to go to the pool. But I would take a walk in the mountains. You can also make photos. Just after such a walk, it will be very pleasant to cool off in the pool. Agree?

"Yes," I said. – So, to the mountains?

"Of course," she said.

Actually, I didn't really want to go there, but doing everything only in my own way is not the best idea. Since there are two of us, then taking into account the interests of both is the first thing that makes up a good vacation.

When we left the house, we immediately went up the concrete path, which soon ended and provided us with nature trails in their original form. Like a wriggling snake, one of these led us to an impressive height, from where you can see not only our house, but also the whole of Abrau-Durso. It's so nice to enjoy the wonderful views, admire the flying bugs, feel the aroma of rare flowers and breathe in the clean mountain air! Meanwhile, the sun was already slowly setting and trying to hide behind the mountains.

During the walk, we managed to share our current hobbies. It turned out that Alina was engaged in art. Or rather, it is her hobby – to paint pictures. I graduated from high school, but I have not decided which university I will enter. When she asked me about my education, I honestly answered that I would be an economist – I had only one course left. As for hobbies, I occasionally wrote poetry. Otherwise, I read more professional literature, previously fiction.

In general, I liked the walk with her-it was easy and relaxed. What is especially pleasant – I did not notice any arrogance in the girl, which is characteristic of many, even those whose parents had a less solid status. We just spent time as people, without labels and other unnecessary things.

Upon returning home, we agreed that we would go to the pool together, and then have dinner, but not in a cafe, as I initially suggested. She rejected this idea with the reference that she did not want to go anywhere, at least not today. I didn't insist.

In a short period of time spent together, I had to admit to myself: Alina is not just beautiful, but it is still cozy and comfortable to be with her. On the one hand, of course, this is good, on the other-not very good. My father's words were constantly spinning in my head: "And don't even think about molesting the girl. You can't do anything at all. Do you understand? Well done. I always knew that I had a smart son growing up."