Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I have Max! And he has an exceptional nose for successful deals! Demyan smiled sternly.

Exactly! - Maxim snapped his fingers, - I also have a huge supply of charm! And yes, there are many benefits!

And the main thing is modesty. Yes?! - I made a displeased smirk on my face and, hearing my voice, Maxim abruptly turned to me with his whole body. At first he looked at me carefully and sternly, then he grinned, and then he smiled enigmatically. And all these emotions flashed across his face in just a few moments.

You're a real badass! Lowering his voice, he said. Of course, I wasn't offended at all. What to do here?! Likhanov is Likhanov! He is incorrigible! That's exactly what I like about it!

Our holiday continues. Demyan and I sat in an embrace and watched how Oleg and Irka danced briskly. A cheerful, moving melody played, and they moved synchronously, harmoniously and very beautifully. Suddenly, someone called Demyan and he apologized and walked away. And after a few moments I was lifted by the shoulders. I gasped in surprise. Max. Well, of course, who else?

Max, what are you doing? Where? Are you crazy?! Where do I need such a dance in heels? I laughed because I thought he was joking. But no. He stubbornly dragged me to the center of the hall.

Max, I'm in heels! - I smile, but at the same time, I try to look strictly.

Well, take them off! - he indifferently shrugs his shoulders, but in the eyes of the devils staged a race.

Likhanov! - I pretended to threaten him with a finger and squeezed my lips into a thin line, - You are a real bastard!

What was I to do?! He won't back off. So I had to spoil the perfect hairstyle. Max led me into a quick dance and almost never let go of my hands. We circled, laughed; I didn’t even think that a dance with elements of a waltz and something else crazy to an incendiary melody could be so cool. I must have done a hundred revolutions in just over ten minutes of dancing. Maxim held my hand, lifted me above my head and I spun around.

You should be executed for this, Likhanov! Are you aware?! - trying to catch my breath, I throw my hands on his shoulders and smile. It's great to have him back! He is part of our family! And you can't do without it! He looks at me smiling sweetly.

When all the couples that danced applauded, I moved away from Max and went to the table. And, sitting down in her place next to Demyan, she noticed that Ira was looking at Max with slight suspicion. I also turned my head and saw that he had remained standing there. Suddenly, I met Maxim's gaze, with which he burned a hole in me. Strange, but a wave of heat washed over me, indistinct, completely unknown before. It got a little uncomfortable. I looked away in embarrassment and hugged my husband. Forget about this strange state.

Maxim quite calmly approached our company, sat down in his place. Katya immediately began to tell him something, and he so enthusiastically maintained a childish conversation with her, as if it was catastrophically important for him.

Well, thank you for the invitation, for the reception... But, we have to go. Friends, once again I will say that I am very happy for you! - Oleg shook Demyan's hand, but kissed mine gallantly. Irina joined all the congratulations of her husband and invited us to visit. Well, then we sat a little more and also went home. They called a taxi because we all drank a little alcohol. Olga Ivanovna resolutely refused to go with us, she said that she would get home herself. Demyan, Katyusha, and I sat in the back, and Max was next to the driver.

The night city was mesmerizing. Katyusha snuggled up to me and was already snoring softly in her sleep. I gently stroked her head. Demyan corresponded with someone on the phone. Max, like me, looked out the window. Arriving home, Demyan paid off the taxi driver and took all the gifts out of the car, and I wanted to take Katya in my arms, but Max beat me to it. He took her in his arms and very carefully carried her to the house. I walked in front of him and opened all the doors. Finally he carried her into the nursery and laid her on the bed.

Thank you, Max ... - I whispered and began to change my daughter into pajamas. He nodded and left the room, closing the door softly. After kissing Katyusha on the forehead and covering her with a blanket, I left the nursery. The lights were on in the kitchen and I went there. Our kitchen was large and connected to the living room. Max was sitting on the couch. When he saw me, he smiled. I tilted my head to the side and walked over to him. I finally had a chance to take off those awfully beautiful heels and I smiled blissfully. Max carelessly picked up either his legs and laid him on his knees. I lay down so that I could see him.

Did you come back for a long time or did you think of running away again ?! I finally let my hair down. He sighs wearily and rolls his eyes.

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