Page 78 of Heal Me

"Maybe. Just stay away from me," Danylo laughs and talks to me again.

"I like being here. How often do you come here?"

"Not very often. Usually, I don't have time for this, and if I do appear here, I feel like an older brother who watches over everyone and drives around the houses."

"Why don't you drink?"

"The last time I drank, I got into an accident," Danylo says quietly, lowering his head, he looks at his hands, as if there is some hint of what to say next. "Timur and I got terribly drunk, and I did not get behind the wheel, but he sat down, I could not stop him and decided that it would be better to be next to him and control the situation, but I couldn’t."

"Terrible, were you badly hurt?"

"No," Danylo takes a deep breath.

"Good, you didn't leave Timur alone, but it was dangerous."

"I know. It will never happen again. I'm trying to be better after what happened."

You are already one of the best people I know.

Of course, these words do not leave my lips, and never will do. I don’t want to get Danylo involved in something that is doomed from the start.

I turn my head and look at the couple not far from us. I never thought that people could kiss so mercilessly.

"She will eat him now," I laugh and lean towards Danylo.

"A little more and you will fuck on the table," Danylo shouts.

"Dude, if that's what you want," KJ turns away from the blonde with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Oh no, you better keep your balls away from me."

"Your loss."

"I saw everything there, believe me KJ, I didn't lose much," Danylo crosses his arms on his chest, but the pose in which he sits is relaxed.

This is his territory. He feels free here.

Although, it seems, any territory that is in Danylo's field of vision immediately belongs to him. And I don't like that he has too much of Amelia in his sights lately.

"Hey," KJ shouts to us, "don't listen to him, he's just jealous."

I dive into Danylo's shoulder to hold back my laughter. He smells nice. If there was a male smell then the aroma would certainly be taken from the sweat of Danylo's skin.

"Baby, dance with me." Timur pulls me by the hands and onto the dance floor. I almost resist, but then decide to dance. Some fast song comes on and Timur and I break into a dance. He spins me around, pulls me close, and lets me go. We are laughing. And for the first time in a long time I’m having fun. Around the third song, we were almost out of breath from dancing, I stopped to catch my breath.

"Do you want to dance with me?" Danylo quietly asks me and puts his hand on my body.

I have enough alcohol to shout yes and too little restraint to say no. But I can't refuse him.

The DJ turns on some slow dance music.

Couples immediately find each other, and I don't even notice that I'm already in Danylo's arms.

His head is tilted towards me, my head almost touching his cheek, I can feel the heat coming from his body.

"Do you know this song?" he whispers.

"No," I answer honestly.

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