“Kravtsov,” Valentina says, gathering her brows.
I know that she’s just as drunk as me. But I think that’s the same last name as her fiancé.
“Vee, that’s the same last name as your fiancé.”
“Ah, that’s right. Thanks, Mia,” Valentina hums, smiling at the man.
I look at her and try to listen.
“I keep running into you,” Valentina hums, lowering her eyelids.
“Yes, I am. May I sit,” the man says.
“I don’t think that my fiancé would like that,” Valentina says, shaking her head.
“Valentina, that’s sweet, but I am your fiancé,” the man says.
Oh my!
The man is her fiancé. She’s lucky.
“Hah, could I be so lucky to have you as my fiancé,” Valentina asks, blinking.
“Yes,” He says, smiling.
“Vee, you’re silly,” I hum, shaking my head.
“No, I think that the wine hit me,” Valentina says, leaning back in her chair.
Okay, so he’s her fiancé, so I don’t have to worry about her. I try not to listen to their conversation. I take another drink of wine, and eat some more food.
“Vee, I’m right here. TMI,” I hum, shaking my head.
“Mia, hush. You’re ruining my first kiss,” Valentina huffs.
“Mia, would you like to meet my brothers,” he asks, looking at me.
“Oh, you have brothers? Are they as gorgeous as you,” I ask, smiling.
The man laughs, shaking his head.
“Why don’t you meet them, and you decide,” He says.
“Ah, that does sound good,” I say, nodding.
He pulls out his cell and slides his fingers over the screen.
“Done. They will be here in a few,” He says.
“Awesome,” I hum, dancing in my chair.
I ignore Valentina and her fiancé making out. Geeze, I'm not happy being the third-wheeler here.
Then I see two tall, beautiful men walk up to the table, smiling at me.
“Lev,” the blond man says, looking at me.
“Hey, Czar, Anatoly, this is Valentina and Mia,” Lev says, smiling.
