"Get in the car." Danylo opens the door for me. "Please."
I stop for a moment, admiring his beauty. He has dark hair with slight shades from the sunlight. Expressive eyebrows, which are combined with penetrating brown eyes. His posture, broad shoulders, the way he moves express confidence and strength. He attracts the attention of all the girls around.
But he is interested in only one girl in the whole world -me.
Chapter 45
"Sebastian's birthday is tomorrow, and I still haven't figured out what to get him."
What can you give a person who has everything?"
"A stripper."
I turn my look to Timur, who is eating ice-cream.
"I will not get a stripper for my brother."
"If I were your brother, I would be happy." Timur smiles.
"Then you're lucky I'm not your sister."
"Yeah, baby, because it would be bad to have incest."
"Watch what you say Boyko, or I might kill you and make it look like a suicide."
"You've gone crazy because of Amelia, that's what girls do to men,"
Timur pointed his spoon at Danylo. "That's why I'll never get married."
"Relax, dude, no one will want to marry you." Danylo leaned back in his chair.
"Everyone wants to marry me, I'm Timur fucking Boyko."
I started laughing with my hand over my mouth. But Timur is right. All the girls dream of marrying him.
"Tell me my five character flaws," he continues.
"Annoying, talkative," Danylo began to list.
"Oh, shut up, Bondar. Be glad you have Amelia, otherwise no one would be with you."
"And you listen to Lana Del Rey."
"Don't you dare, Bondar. It's Lana."
I'm looking at these two grown-up fools who brought me to a children's cafe for ice cream and are eating their fifth batch. I don't know at what point it happened that they became so close to me, but I'm happy. For the first time in years.
***
"Happy birthday," I walked over to Sebastian, "I knew you wanted a puppy, so here you go."
I give him the box, holding back my laughter.
A smile appears on his face and he opens the box.
"Amelia, what the hell is this?"
"A puppy."