Book: Last love of the Samurai

- Do you love me? - I asked.
He turned sideways, showing me his back.
I love it when you play the fool.
- Sasha, lie, what is it to you?
He got up on one elbow, looked at me, and I squinted under his gaze.
- I love you. I'll marry you. I'll make you a baby, and if you want two or three. I want?
- I want to.
Great. Now can I sleep?
- Of course. Thank you.
- Don't mention it. You always ask about this stuff, so don't be shy.