Malyshka
I settled for a summery dress with short leggings and a simple pair of black flats.
‘My mama can be a little extra’ Sasha warned on the drive there. ‘But don’t worry, she will come around eventually’ he finished. That didn’t sound great I thought. As we approached the apartment, Sasha took a deep breath and entered. We were met with a younger carbon copy of Vasily. I gaped at the man standing in the kitchen with nothing but jeans on. Dark blue eyes scanned me up and down before turning to Sasha. I took in the man’s strong jaw, his confused face turned into one of admiration as he and Sasha embraced and exchanged quick words in Russian.
‘Avery, this is my younger brother Viktor’ Sasha introdu