About the book: year / - Galya, marry us! - Roman screams at the top of his lungs. -Are you crazy, Charovsky? — Galina asks with a grin. - Is it difficult for you? Get married! - Romka demands, grabs me by the waist and sits me on his lap, kissing me on the lips with lightning speed. “You see, two hearts strive to merge together!” “So merge, who’s against it,” one of our friends chuckles. - Why get married? - Not. I can't do that. Everything needs to be done right. First the registry office, then the bed. From today I am correct! — Charovsky says proudly. “Rum...” I try to ask my friend something, but another kiss stops me. - Kira, baby. You love me, I love you. We just have to get married and be together. You understand this yourself. - Do you love me? - I ask in one breath, not believing my luck..