Book: Lost in translation

Shilov, O. M. "Two words on the thorns"
"Hedgehog!
My hands were on your ass before I gave you flowers and took you to the restaurant. Begin a program of compensation.
Hunter.
PS the Flower is as prickly as you.
P. P. S. don't Even try to starve. He's a hard bastard”.

- Fuck you!
And love you!

Everything in life is the loving, just the dessert was delayed in transit.

You he's willingly going? Love? - cautious. Apparently, the appearance was spectacular.
- If not loved - would come to hell for that! she smiled, adjusting her disheveled bangs.

He will lock her at home, hide, take and no give. In an extreme case, married!

Breathing mouth to mouth - where is closer? One millimeter, and the war will end or flare up with new force.

I hate roses, the men let them dust in the eyes.

All the men slap their women on the ass immediately after the bouquet, champagne and restaurant. You're doing the first step on the way to someone's legs on his pretty ass.

She was fully aware, if his heart something can come to life, only from the delay of the product.

- Not for you to decide for me or not, a big monkey, piano grinned and showed language.
Now one little hedgehog will debates! - I accompanied Shilov. It's better than being drenched in red wine, or worse, to assess the forehead of the fortress of the bottle, not drink.
- Who is the hedgehog? I? - frowned and went on the attack. So play along, damn female logic high. Stopped at the last step. Well, it's sweet, pleased smile seemed weird flesh-eating, hedgehog - and monkey - sweet couple!

- As a decent man, between your face and screaming silently perfect Breasts I chose the latter, without feeling embarrassed, said to the latter-day employer.
- As a decent dog! - grabbed the bag and headed for the exit.