Bride-to-be

The words were spoken, and the world before Alex’s eyes seemed to be shrouded in a veil.

The guy desperately rubbed his eyes, trying to get rid of this veil, and when he raised his head again, he came face to face with Gina. Which immediately greeted him with a deep kiss.

In the first moment, Alex tried to think about how wrong everything was happening and that kissing his mother.... Which mother?

Everything was completely normal. His girlfriend and fiancee always greeted him at home with a kiss. They started living with Alex when they were 17 years old, and everyone around them admired their wonderful couple.

Wait, WHAT?!

Alex gently pulled away from the girl and examined her more carefully.

Yes, it was still the same Gina... And at the same time not her.

Let's start with the fact that, in principle, he did not feel her as his mother. No, he remembered that she sort of was. But... but this seemed outright nonsense. His Gina was 18, just like him. She was like the MILF from his memory, but more like a much younger sister.

And of course, she was not even close to his relative. They met in Austin, Texas, when Alex went there on an exchange. Actually, he lived in her family while her brother lived in his family. He left there with Gina.

Stop.

It was some kind of nonsense.

His mother's name was Gina! Is it Gina?

Just a minute.

His mother's name was...

Why did he forget his own mother's name... Her appearance... Is he... an orphan? No, what nonsense! Mom is now at home, preparing his favorite pancakes. And judging by the fact that Gina’s hands are covered in flour, she is helping her: her mother immediately said that she really likes this girl and will teach her to cook everything she knows how to do. And, being a chef at the Kremlin restaurant, she could do a lot!

Finally, my mother’s face flashed into my memory. A short, curvy blonde, with a gentle face and eyes full of love and care. Alexey was lucky to have a Russian mother. Whose name, of course, was Natasha.

• Baby, are you sick?! Is your face so worried?! - Gina grabbed his head with both hands and covered him with kisses, partly trying to bring him to his senses, and partly, as Alexei’s mother taught her, checking the temperature with her lush, sensitive lips.

Apparently the examination showed nothing wrong, as Gina calmed down. Apparently, the guy’s focused gaze also helped.

• Ugh! You're a kaka! You scared me! - Alex, having heard the funny and childish word “kaka” in the speech of his American bride, could not resist and laughed.

• Honey, well, I explained it to you. This word means, pardon me muah, poop.

• There you are! Do you know how scared I was when your eyes glazed over! - The girl poked him in the side with her fist, laughing.

• Do not do it anymore! And anyway, let's go home. I need to help my mom with cooking, let’s eat and I’ll finally defeat you in this “Mortal” of yours!

Alex grinned at her vain expectations, admitting, however, that perhaps this time he should give in, after which he grabbed Gina’s arm and they went home.