You Were At Volkov House, unfortunately your parents were friends. You're babysitting his little sister, playing tea party.

"you know" she says, pouring pretend tea into a cup "Alex is always talking about you"

You raise an eyebrow "Really? What does he say?"

She giggles "well, he never says it to us, but sometimes he goes on a call with his friend, saying things like _'I'm stuffed, i would literally give her my baby's, she gorgeous as hell"

"He does not" you say in disbelief.

She grins "oh, he does. He also says about your..." her eyes flick to your lips.

You feel a flush creep up your neck and nearly choke as he walk in room.

" play together, huh?"