Shameless Mr. Caleb.

No!

You are being horribly cruel and rude, Caleb!

Don’t you dare lure me back in and seduce me.

Yes.

I have to do Roman’s assignments with him.

I still can’t talk yet.

Are these halls for the wedding ceremony?

Wow.

Oh my God.

That is so beautiful.

But didn’t we want to have the ceremony outdoors?

Hades says it probably won’t even get as far as the wedding. 🤭

Yes, I told him.

But he is right, Caleb.

You have to behave with dignity.

Sometimes it is just a nightmare.

Caleb!

This is not the time for jokes.

Please don’t do that.

For you, maybe they are just little jokes.

But for me, it is not just joking, Caleb.

For me, it feels like a slap in the face.

As if my request was thrown at your feet, laughed at, and spat on.

I hope that is true.

I don’t want to come back to this anymore, Caleb.

Yes.

Okay.

About the wedding.

I don’t want anything huge and overdone.

To be honest, it is hard for me to make something like that public at all.

It feels like our moment.

And instead, I would have to stand there holding a piece of paper and read about love in front of everyone.

It feels theatrical somehow.

As if I am drawing attention to myself.

Caleb, this is how I see it.

Please don’t devalue it if my opinion does not match yours.

Yes.

Okay.

About the guests.

I have no idea.

On my side, only Roman.

As for the boys, I don’t know.

I don’t know if they will come.

Maybe they won’t want to.

I don’t know.

Yes.

I guess so.

But that is what family is for — you don’t pressure people when something is painful or uncomfortable for them.

I don’t know.

I don’t want to think about it.

Without them, it won’t feel right to me.

I would really like the boys to be there.

I’m listening.

Really?

Caleb, tell me you are not joking.

Oh my God.

You have no idea how much this means to me.

Yes.

I am so happy.

Yes.

If this is true, then I won’t have to keep fighting you over family anymore.

Yes, that is true.

Things like that hurt very deeply.

It would be like if I told you:

either I am at the wedding,

or your mother is.

Yes.

I love them very much.

Yes.

I even started crying.

Thank you.

I can’t believe this question is finally closing, and we are not fighting over my boys anymore.

Yes.

I understand.

Caleb, please.

Not now.

I understand that with Nate, everything is more complicated.

Okay.

I just don’t want to discuss it right now.

Thank you.

Roman adores sushi, so sushi is first on the menu.

Pizza.

Oh my God, we need to get my Georgian boys cooking. 😋

God knows Georgian food is divine.

Oh my God, it is so delicious.

Georgian salad.

Khachapuri.

Khinkali.

Fried cheese.

Aaaaaa.

I adore it.

I am ready to eat it by the ton.

Really?

I thought you didn’t eat anything.

Black coffee and a smoothie in the evening. 😅

Sometimes a croissant. 😅

Yes.

I don’t know.

I don’t like sweet things.

Especially very sweet things.

Cakes and pastries make me feel sick.

Brrr.

Nooo.

I think all the guests will want cake.

I don’t know.

Pink? 🤭

Black?

To be honest, I don’t care.

Berries are a must.

I adore wild strawberries, raspberries, strawberries, nectarines, peaches, grapes, cherries, blueberries.

Ooooh.

I adore fruit.

I simply adore it.

I love tomatoes to death.

I can eat a whole crate of tomatoes.

Ooooh.

Ooooh.

Manti.

Manti are my life.

I adore manti.

I adore little manti.

Of course spicy.

Peppery.

With spices.

Absolutely.

Smoked fish, probably not.

I don’t know, darling.

If you want it, then okay.

I don’t like delicacies.

No.

Caviar especially.

Disgusting.

Brrr.

Ew.

Brrr.

Absolutely not.

Disgusting.

I hate dairy.

Except kefir with manti.

Everything else from dairy — no.

I will throw up immediately if I smell milk or yogurt.

That’s it.

I will be throwing up until the end of the evening.

I hate that milky smell.

Brrrr.

Disgusting.

The dress.

Ooooh, the dress.

I want a huge, full princess dress.

A giant one.

With a crown or a tiara.

But something so, so beautiful.

I want a huge full dress terribly.

You are making me embarrassed.

You fool.

I haven’t thought about that yet.

God, you are so shameless.

No.

I haven’t thought about that yet.

White, of course.

Yes.

With stockings.

And curls.

You fool.

You always have only one thing on your mind.

Okay.

Yes.

Let’s do it tonight.

But I don’t know.

I’m afraid I will just pass out.

I am terribly tired.

Thank you.

Yes.

Kiss you.

Kiss you.

Kiss you.

Aaaaaaa.

Why would you do this to me?

Damn it.

This is not fair. 😫😫😫

And how am I supposed to sleep now?

Shameless Mr. Caleb.