Читать книгу Bad Guys Night fantasies. A boring evening can be an unpredictable game for you - Natalia Esenina - Страница 5

I observe how the whole gamut of emotions is displayed on the face of this cute girl. Embarrassment, anger, chagrin, pleasure, then embarrassment again. The final chord is complete bewilderment.

– Are you kidding.

– Hardly. Why make up such a story?

She continues to stunned at me.

“So, then you’re Nick.”

I nod:

– Right.

– Cache and Nick.

I shrug:

– Our mother liked country music.

“And Cash is the owner of the Sunset Club.”

– Exactly.

“That excuses you.”

– Strictly speaking, no. In any case, no. Anyway.

– And nobody fooled me.

I am laughing:

– Yes, nobody fooled you.

She bites her lips without opening her mouth, the news digests. I don’t think she guesses how sexy and charming.

The excitement subsided, the girl takes in air and asks a question:

– Can I start all over again?

I grin:

– Sure.

A dazzling smile immediately appears on her lips. Beauty puts forward her hand, saying:

“You must be Nick, Dora’s boyfriend.” I’m Olivia, a little dumb cousin of Dora.

I grin again:

“Nice to meet you, Olivia.”

“I doubt that you have at least something stupid.”

The girl nods with satisfaction, turns and goes after the coffee pot. What remains for me not to follow her is to stare at the beautiful blonde sitting in front of me. Looking at Marissa, I always saw an elegant, stately, luxurious woman in front of me. But this morning I discover that I want her to be a cute, disheveled, fiery brunette.

Damn it! This is bad!