Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
‘I thought your leg was broken. Tatiana said Ivan had to carry you,’ I say.
‘You know what Ivan is like. He’s worse than you. I could have easily walked, but of course, he insisted on carrying me. It was embarrassing, actually.’ She scrunches up her nose. ‘People probably thought I was too old to walk on my own or something.’
I touch her face, running my fingertips on her cheeks. ‘You are the only seventy-year old woman I know without any wrinkles.’
‘Have you been looking at a whole pile of seventy-year old women again?’ she asks with a laugh.
‘I haven’t looked at another woman since the day you sneaked into my office in your sexy pink cardigan.’
‘Oh, you old flatterer, you.’ She laughs and it makes my heart beat slower. She’s fine. She’s fine.
‘It’s the truth. You were the most beautiful woman I ever saw and you still are.’
She smiles. ‘And you, Noah Abramovich, are the most good-looking fucker I ever saw.’
‘Are you being hot on purpose?’
She winks. ‘What do you think?’
‘We’ll see if you’re so cocky once I get you home, you saucy wench.’
‘Will someone wrap my damn ankle up quickly so I can get the hell home?’ she says grumpily, and then goes and spoils the effect by laughing that beautiful laugh of hers again.
The End