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He does everything that a girl could ask for.

He wraps his arm around my back and pulls me close, then grabs the popcorn and sets it on my lap.

“What did you choose? What are we watching?”

“Oh, um…"

“A romantic comedy. That’s perfect. I love those.”

“Really?” I glance up at him, convinced he is teasing me.

“Iamserious.” He laughs, taking the remote from me and pressing play.

“I guess you are full of surprises.” I laugh too and pick up a few pieces of popcorn.

All through the movie we stay snuggled against each other. He holds up a cupcake and I take a bite. Then he brushes his thumb across my lips to wipe away the icing before licking it off his thumb.

My heart flutters constantly, and while I enjoy the movie, I struggle to pay attention to it.

Near the end of the movie, I hear his deep breathing and feel his head drop onto my shoulder.

He’s fallen asleep.

I grin and shift my body so that his head is resting on my chest. Running my fingers through his hair, I stare down at his face, peaceful and beautiful.

Whatever he has planned for me—whatever happens in the end—I will always be grateful for the experiences he has given me.

He’s shown me a different side of life, one that is so far from everything I am used to.

I don’t want it to end, but I have to be prepared for that day—the day I have to go back to my uncle.

Chapter 18 - Alexei

“Are you ready?” She pokes her head around the door, that bright smile on her face letting me know how excited she is. She’s been talking about it nonstop since I mentioned the idea to her.

“Almost,” I confirm, pulling my jacket on and wiggling my feet into my hiking boots.

She steps into the room and twirls with her arms held out. “Am I dressed right?”

She’s wearing tight gym pants that hug her ass perfectly. Her long sleeve top is also tight, and I feel my cock stir at the sight of her.

I clear my throat.

Glancing at her feet, I note that her sneakers might be a little slippery on the forest floor, but it’s all she has, so we’ll make do.

“You are, you look like you were born to hike. And don’t worry, it’s going to be an easy walk. I won’t make you rock climb again,” I laugh.

“I rather enjoyed that little scuttle down the rocks near the waterfall.”

“Alright. I’m ready.” I stand up, stretching my back a little. “I’ll grab the water bottles and the backpack and then we can head out.”

She does a little a hop and wiggles her hips. “Yay.”

I chuckle. I love her enthusiasm. She gets so excited about the little things. It makes me enjoy them more. Watching her is a pleasure.

She follows me, half-skipping, as I gather the water and throw the bottles into the backpack with the rest of our supplies, then sling it over my shoulder.

Leaving the house, we head out into the garden, towards the back gate. I reach out towards her and place my hand on her lower back as we walk.

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