From behind, the man looked truly attractive. My gaze involuntarily lingered on his powerful shoulders and slim waist, then slid to his firm buttocks covered in expensive trousers. “Good-looking, you rascal!” — I exhaled. — “You’re… impressive.” His velvet voice, with a slight rasp, sounded exactly the way it once drove me crazy. “Lizonka, the years go by, and you’re still as foolish?” I literally opened my mouth in surprise. “Ah, you—this scoundrel, not taking his eyes off me, ran a finger along the table, gathering the creamy frosting, and licked it with his eyes rolled back in pleasure. “This—” he pointed at the clumsy mound that had recently been “Red Velvet”— “make at least fifty of them!” “The past exists so it can be remembered about. But what do you do when the past bursts into your life and turns everything upside down?” “Enjoy the moment!” Well then, let’s see who ends up on top, sir hottie?