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– Hey, a curly, wake up. How many it is possible to sleep sluggishly and immoderately?

The male voice and delicate potryakhivaniye for a shoulder were interwoven into a dream quite logically: there, in a dream, Dai fell asleep for lectures of professor Lanir, and it was the full, most absolute nightmare! Because for the slightest neglect to the favourite spontaneous and weather magic it at examinations will shake out all soul.

Dai involved air in convulsive attempt not to yawn, not to wake up. Instead of dim any, dead air of audience the brain was captivated by smells. Sharp, bitterish aroma of men's fragrance, magnificent sweet of the blossoming acacia, iodide freshness of the close sea. So impossible at a lecture, especially in their halls that she understood: it is a dream; was surprised: it is necessary, never earlier smells dreamed! – calmed down, turned over on other side and was adjusted to sleep farther.

But now the person was tickled by a breeze, forcing to wrinkle a nose, and the sleepy silence was broken by the far, but quite heard melody of a popular hit. Only a melody, was not to sort words, and Dai remembered only a refrain: "Do not guess, the darling, do not guess, beautiful, never guess to me on love". Persuasive and too clinging for personal why immediately there was a wish to rise, find where plays and to switch off. It is desirable forever.

Yes, it is silly. Yes, it is impracticable. But worked not worse than the alarm clock, immediately the remains of a dream ran away.

And smells did not get to anywhere.

It is more than that! Now Dai distinctly heard others breath row. That is absolutely be near! Literally over an ear!

"Jumped in a jump" – it after all was not about it, but the village of Deya is very quick. And even more quickly earned the woken-up brain, estimating a situation.

Bed. Wide, double. It in this bed – glory to all gods, not absolutely naked, but! Only in shorts and an undershirt. And in a blanket which almost absolutely slipped only covers knees. To be wrapped back! Uf … further?

Man. In a bed be near it! Dressed. That is not that absolutely dressed, but also not so naked, as it. In light sports trousers and a t-shirt. And even in socks. White. Ideally clean.

Perhaps after all it dreams it? Well it is unreal!

Room. Unfamiliar. Small. A bed, a case, a fleecy green polovichok between a case and a bed, a window. Open. The easy breeze kolysht an openwork tulle curtain. Smells of the sea, the blossoming acacia and very pleasant bitterish cologne – from the man.

All it seems very real. Both smells, and wind, and a persuasive song about love for the fortuneteller, and even if to listen, a far, but distinct roar of a surf.

From Ereby to the next sea – almost day by train!

Dai strong blinked and pinched herself for a wrist.

Painfully.

Opened eyes. The same, the same. She on a bed, the man rolls nearby and looks at it with research interest. Nice, by the way, man. Such … not as guys are nice, thin-ringing, spit – you will overcome, and zamaterevshiya, perhaps. Years, perhaps, to thirty. Strong, muscles distinct, and there was a wish to poke a finger in them. Dark hair, beautiful eyebrows, it is clean-shaven. Straight nose, chin square. And eyelashes … eyelashes fluffy, dense, any little girl will die of envy. And eyes dark, deep.

Dai swallowed, again blinked and even blinked. Did not help.

Room, smells, open window, surf roar. Unfamiliar nice man. Looks at it. And such feeling that even holds apart it with curiosity – that she will tell!

– You who? And where we?! And how I the hell here came to be?! Where my clothes, who undressed me why I do not remember anything?!!

– Tsh-sh-sh, quietly. Give without hysterics.

Yes as here without hysterics?! From Dai's indignation slightly did not choke with air, and the man quietly began to answer.

– Not I undressed, do not worry. The doctor examined you. Woman, just in case.

– Why doctor? What is with me? – nothing suspicious, the demanding medical intervention, felt Dai. On the contrary. "Perfectly got enough sleep", here everything that she could tell about the health now.

– Everything is good, but could be and it is bad. After such failures anything happens.

About what failures he speaks, did not understand Dai, but decided that it not the most important now. It is clear, that this most "everyone" which "happens" remained only in the theory.

– All right, and you who such?

– Security guard of " Sladkogo Drive". That club in which you annealed last night if you do not remember.

– And I annealed?!

– And you think, there to each guest the bodyguard is put?

Dai frowned. She remembered nothing of that kind. Though … Lines and she remembered nothing at all! That is … in " Sladky Drive" she was invited by Roman, not for the first time, by the way – this very expensive club was its favourite place for dates. They had coffee – as always. The novel – with meat salad, it – with cakes. Too, as always. Danced. Here somewhere after the second dance in her memory the natural black hole was also found. Which came to an end with awakening in one bed with the stranger!

– You will tell – nervously asked Dai. – Then. At first – where we?

– Further according to the list of questions, understood – the man appeasably responded. His dark eyes frankly laughed. And it enraged! – We on some worn-out recreation facility on the seashore. How so quickly here came to be, I do not know. As well as you, in way were in an otklyuchka. Clothes in a case it is full, you will rummage, suitable has to be. All new, it seems. Your dress, unfortunately, was in so hopeless state that with it nothing could be made. Only do not panic! To you nobody made anything bad, just not any clothes are capable to endure extreme magic influences.

Even more mysteriously! Failure, extreme influences …

– And here one room? – suspiciously asked Dai. – That is, you, I'm sorry, did not find other place to lie down?

– Only if on a polovichka. Except these smart apartments in the house are available a corridor of the size of the doghouse, a bathroom combined and kitchen in which it is simpler to rearrange a table on a ceiling, than to squeeze for it as is. I will tell you honestly, I in such conditions and with surcharge did not begin to have a rest not that blood to give. No, I could go, of course, to other lodge, they, it seems, cost all empty. But you to throw one? Would wake up, nearby nobody where – it is unclear what occurs – even more unclear and what it could end with? Believe, nothing good.

What occurs … Good question! But directly this type obviously did not wish to answer it though Dai could argue that he knows much more, than speaks.

She got used to wake up from voices of roommates, from the bitter, invigorating aroma of coffee and the sunlight arresting attention – let soft in the morning, but was enough for her. She hated halls for these awakenings, too fast and noisy, preventing to be adjusted properly for the future day. The daily morning horror irritated even more constant crowd and absolute impossibility to retire. It is more than flashing of faces at which Dai tried not to peer too fixedly, and the continuous accidental touches which are not giving to its gift neither rest, nor rest.

In nearly three years of study – did not get used. Fortunately, this year was the last, and more – Dai very firmly promised it to herself! – any halls! And any crowds.

But now …

But this!.

Return halls, swine!