Lost Valentine Page #6

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I really am sorry that I ruined your Valentine's

Day. What's your girlfriend is going to say now.

I was going to my mom's.

Oh. So she's probably really worried now.

It's OK, I texted her to

tell her I'd be late.

I see.

Stand up.

Unbutton your shirt, all the way.

What, it's that bad?

Apparently the coffee really was hot.

Good.

Don't squirm.

You're pretty.

Just imagine, you have butterflies in your stomach,

wind in your head, a rainbow in your eyes,

each time your see each other it's like the last time

ever, and every separation is like a complete tragedy.

It's the kind of love that stretches

from Palanga to Hong Kong.

It's the kind of love that you fall

into without even thinking,

because love doesn't require you to think, you

have to drink it in gulps, right here, right now.

And then - even a flood.

Hi, are you the one who called?

Contact psychotherapy.

Oh, yes, of course, come in.

Sh*t.

You're sure you don't want any wine?

What did you say your name was?

I didn't.

Alfred.

Like Hitchcock.

Like Kinsey.

The famous psychologist. Long dead.

He researched how wasps make love.

You're interested in psychology?

And? You've read them all?

Maybe not all of them. This is

more a part of my collection.

You're a collector? And

what do you collect?

don't know. Emotions,

impressions, memories.

What about me?

Would I be fit for your collection?

Perhaps you could take that off...

Is that everything?

No, half.

Don't worry, well share, no big deal.

Laura, I want us to begin a new stage.

I understand that so far you haven't

been, well, happy enough.

But you know, I want you to know that everything

that I do, I do for our happy future.

For what?

Everything that I do, I do for us.

Laura, you know, you, well, you are

the woman of my life. Seriously.

I mean, with you, somehow,

really, I feel really happy.

You're the one I want to come home to.

And in general, you are the most amazing

woman I've ever, well, you understand.

Close your eyes. Close your eyes.

Come on, don't worry, close your eyes.

Marry me.

You didn't expect that, did you?

What's wrong?

What a fantastic day.

This morning I was still in London,

and by evening I was in an accident,

got scorched with hot coffee,

and ended up in bed with a girl.

How's my face?

You'll live.

Hey, what's wrong?

Hey, everything's good.

Leave me alone, OK?

It was a wonderful day for him,

see. I hate Valentine's Day.

Sandra, but what did I

do, huh? What's wrong?

Everything's just perfect. What time is it?

Are you in a rush somewhere?

You're in a rush, home, to see your mom.

If I hurt you somehow, I'm sorry. Hm?

I really do like you.

Is that what you say to all the

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