The Orphanage Chapter 16- a story told in drabbles

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Natasha arrived later with a bowl of borscht, more food than he’d seen in a few days.  His association with Lyov afforded him better clothes, cigarettes and vodka, but not always enough for extra rations. His bad habits won out over the protestations of his stomach as he was accustomed to hunger.

She leaned forward inadvertently showing some cleavage, but Illya gave no reaction as she fed him slowly.

“I am not a baby Natasha,” he protested, half-heartedly.

“Ya znayu_I know, now shut up and eat silly.”

He withheld his smile, thinking he was beginning to like her as well.

                                

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She's familiar with the old adage, "the way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

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