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A glint of satisfaction lights up his eyes when he pulls away to look atoff”

Lethargic, I lean against hiht “Mm”

“Come on,” he says, his voice tender “Let me take care of you”

After he’s washed my body and my hair, he wrapsmy hair as if I were the kiska—the kitten—he calls me

When I’lass of wine After a few sips, he lets ht when he wakes me with a kiss on my shoulder

“Katyusha” His deep voice penetrates my sleep “Wake up, my love”

Blinking, I rubalready?”

“No,” he says with a quirk of his lips “It’s alht Come”

He helps me froainst the cooler air of the night, he takes my hand and leads me to the rooftop terrace

Folding his arms around me from behind, he rests his chin on the crown of my head

“Look,” he says