Next Year In Havana นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I ask, surprised. “No. At least not yet. I am just suggesting that we move, permanently, and we stop coming back for these memorials. Maybe next year we should actually celebrate our birthday. You will be 21 next year. That is a huge birthday in the human world. We can go out to a human bar and have some fun.”

Hugo and his uncle had left earlier on. "Next time it would be me inviting you over for a one year birthday party." Maya's belly is growing by the second Sage is surprise she can still move around as if it's nothing."Come over for brunch sometime when Bruno won't be here.I know it must be lonely in here alone Hugo goes away on music tours alot these days mostly I'm alone too so please don't hesitate to come over and bring Liam and Logan too." "Thank you Maya for the invitation."

"What happened?" The younger woman's eyes shimmered pain flashed across her face. "I made a mistake." "What mistake?" Havana looked down unable to meet her eyes. "I fell in love." Then she said the name. "Sergei." The room exploded. "What?!" "Impossible." "That's your uncle!" "Technically—" "NOT NOW ROMNICK!" The hacker raised his hands, fair. Havana looked close to tears. "He wasn't supposed to matter." The confession broke something inside the room because she sounded genuine. She was trapped and lost. Just human. Then Havana delivered the real bombshell.

“It’s a great place. A little shallow sometimes, but there’s a lot of sunshine, and there’s always something going on.” “I want to go there,” he said. “Maybe next year, for the White Party.” The White Party was not a single party, but rather a week of events that raised funds for HIV research. I’d been to a few of the parties, which were all about how you looked and what you wore and who you managed to sleep with. I didn’t think my poor rental clerk would have that great a time, but then again, you never know. “November’s a great time in Florida. Not too hot yet.”

she says, making me tilt my head quizzically. “I am?” I ask, making her chuckle. “Of course, silly. As I said, if all goes well, you and Hunter should have the Luna ceremony within a month or so. It will be plenty of time to get you situated and for me to plan my trip to the Bahamas and Cancun.” “Oh, great choice, ma'am. I love Cancun. It's such a beautiful place. You must venture off to the smaller villages in their mountain.”

Hunter paid us no attention and continued rumbling, “Florida? But I don’t think it’s a good place. We can go to Alaska, is it snowy at this time of the year? It is right? Orrr… Vegas!!! The sin city! We can go there and just get lost in paradise, drown our lungs in liquor, party like there’re no baddess bitches in the world. I hear they have the villas in hotels there. Damn wild.” He finished rumbling and looked at us, and found us staring at him as if he has grown an extra pair of eyes on the sides of his head. “Fine. How about…”

she said, not a question, but Holly still answered. "Not the whole time, a few months after we became friends." Holly said. Lydia shook her head and sighed. "You're good." she couldn't deny. Holly just laughed. "I have a favour." Lydia raised an eyebrow curiously. "Ann goes back to Ireland on New Year, I'd like to do fireworks." Holly said. "At your special place." Lydia's eyes widened. "What about Mel?! It's her's too." Holly smiled. "I want it to be a surprise."

He pulled back, kissed me briefly again on the lips and then concentrated on the driving, while I made sure to look at Hazel through the mirror and she has that angry look already on her face. If a look could kill, I would have been six feets underground by now. She looked so pissed that she could strangle me to death if she could. Harper, on the other hand, has a smug smile plastered on her face. I, however, just look away and decided to even forget that she exist for now. • Did I forget to tell where we're going to? Florida! That's where Bernard's island is. I have never been there before, and I'm glad I'm going there today. My girls already told me I would enjoy it, and I can't wait for u

Did you miss me? "Maybe," she whispered against his lips. "I heard about a gala." "Damn," he said. "I forgot to tell you. It's just some sort of annual charity Gala in New York City." "When is this gala?" "Tomorrow night." "Are you going?" "Yes, with you."

"I don't mind you living here full-time. I'm sure Hugo don't mind too. I'll talk to him if you want me to?" *** On Sunday afternoon, Hugo invited us to have lunch with him and Pao. It's lovely to spend the day with the four of us talking freely like it used to be when they were still married. "I'll be moving back to Barcelona next year," Hugo begins when we're having our meal, "In June to be exact." The two of us remain quiet though I'm surprised with this news. What about Pao? "My sister's coming back that's why I'm going there. My kids are all there too so I thought it's time. It's time to go back to them."