7: "Cheekys "

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{Beverly}

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{Beverly}

"Turn right here" I instructed him as aunt lia's cottage was becoming clearer in my view.

I squealed as I saw the barn. Gracy meowed in my lap as she woke up from her sleep.

"We're here baby" I giggle as I kiss the top of her head. Mr. Petrov looks at me through the mirror and smirks. I quickly rush outside the car and start to take sort our luggage.

"I'll handle that moya dusha. You go and have fun" he said as he got out of the car. I nod excitedly and rush to her front door.

As I walk through her garden, I find all the beautiful and bright flowers I once planted. It was as if they were all waving at me. I drag Mr. Petrov along with me .

He held my hand with one of his hands while the other carried our bags.

"I-I planted all of these. Mama would always scold me because I would dirty my clothes but a-aunty Lia would distract mama and I would run away" I giggle and twirl around her garden. Mr. Petrov looks at me with curious eyes.

For the very first time, I watch his lips turn upwards, something which wasn't a smirk. He looked absolutely enchanting as he gave me a smile.

"хорошо, I get it malyshka, calm down. You're going to hurt yourself" (translation: alright, baby)

Paying no attention to his words , I run to her front door and ring the bell. A few seconds later, uncle John opens the door with a wide grin and hopeful eyes.

He opens his arms for me and I quickly pull him in a hug.

"My dearest daughter is here." I giggle at his words. He calls me his dearest daughter even though he only has a son and no daughter. But his love for me is so pure that I make no efforts to correct him.

"Come in your aunty is waiting for you. Thankyou for your help mister, I'll see you off." He said to Mr. Petrov who stood there as if he had been given a maths equation with physics concepts.

I let out a laugh and correct him.
"Uncle , he is going to be staying with us." John uncle's eyes widen as he quickly rushes to hug him.

"She finally found a man. You better not hurt her, I'm very good with hammers." I try to correct him but Mr. Petrov simply nods.

"He's a bit older , but who cares" he whispered in my ear and went inside.

Uncle John was too excited to even listen to what I was trying to tell him. Petrov who stood there holding his laughter, I give him an unpleasant look and shake my head.

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