“Ah, Lev, your last name is the same as my fiancé. But that doesn’t mean that he would be okay with you sitting here at our table,” I say, waving my finger.
“Valentina, that’s sweet. I am your fiancé.”
I blink several times and stare at him while I process what he said. It doesn’t sound right.
Is it?
“Could I be so lucky to have you as my fiancé?”
“Yes,” Lev says, smiling.
I blink, I said that out loud.
“Vee, you’re silly,” Mia hums, shaking her head.
“No, I think that the wine hit me,” I say, leaning back in my chair.
I look at Lev because he makes me happy.
My body loves him.
“Would you like some coffee,” Lev asks.
“I do want coffee. I want you. I want a kiss.”
Lev smiles and takes my hand.
“Valentina, you want me,” Lev asks, rubbing his finger over my wrist.
“Yes, I do.”
“That sounds good, and I want you,” He says, gazing into my eyes.
“Hey, I’m right here,” Mia says, waving.
“Mia, hush, you’re ruining my first kiss,” I sigh, looking at his lips.
“Mia, would you like to meet my brothers,” Lev asks, looking at her.
“Oh, you have brothers? Are they as gorgeous as you?”
Lev laughs and shakes his head.
“Why don’t you meet them, and you decide,” Lev says.
“Ah, that sounds good,” Mia says, nodding.
She looks around the club as if they’re going to appear instantly.
Lev pulls out his cell, sliding his fingers over the screen.
“Done, they’re on their way.”
“Awesome,” Mia says, dancing in her chair.
“Okay, now it’s my turn. You promised me a kiss,” I say, grabbing his tie.
I pull him closer, gazing into his blue cobalt eyes. This man is going to be my husband, and I really like him.
