I’m waiting for my husband in the car while he takes our daughter to school.
A gray suit fits perfectly around his broad shoulders and narrow hips.
And these scorching brown eyes, swarthy skin, strong chin… Many women can’t take their eyes off him!
Suddenly I notice that by the gate he bumped into some blonde girl in a tight skirt.
And then something strange happened…
As if casually, my husband touched her hand.
My heart prickles with a bad premonition. It’s probably nothing. Rustam couldn’t be taken in by some sweet-faced girl!
They exchanged smiles, then my husband got behind the wheel and buckled his seatbelt.
— So who is that girl?
— Victoria Sergeyevna… — Rustam coughed, looking thoughtfully ahead. — A new English teacher. Pretty, right?