Well, other than when he’d kissed her.
Now, she was wondering why she’d wanted to change that. At least when he hadn’t wanted her around, he’d kind of avoided her.
Which had been good for her. Since him paying attention to her seemed to lead to her getting into trouble. She ignored the voice in her head telling her that she could just try to stay out of trouble.
That didn’t sound like any fun.
And she was just trying to help the poor birdie. Whose poop she was going to be cleaning up for hours.
Awesome.
Maybe next time she would leave the darn thing to fend for itself.
No, you won’t.
Because you’re a huge softie.
Kind of went against how the rest of the world would view her. But it was just a helpless, tiny animal and she’d always had a thing for animals.
They had never let her down or hurt her.
And they’d never stared at her in disgust or anger.
“I’m really fine,” she told Alexei hastily. “It was only a small fall. I’ve had far worse.”
Like the time her job went horribly wrong, and she got shot. Although being shot hadn’t actually been the worst part of that job. Nope, the worst part had come later.
But she pushed that memory aside.
“A small fall? Far worse?” He swished his hand through the air. “Show me.”
“Alexei—”
“I am your employer. When you are here, I am responsible for you. Now show me.”
“Has anyone ever told you that you’re stubborn?”
He smiled.
Lord, the man was sexy when he smiled. It was hard to believe he could get more handsome, but he could.
“Yes. I had to be stubborn, or I wouldn’t have survived my childhood.”
She wanted to ask more about his childhood. To press him for information. She only knew the basics from her research. That he’d grown up in an orphanage in Russia.
However, she didn’t want him to ask her questions about her upbringing.
Oh, she had her cover story.
But it was becoming increasingly hard to lie to them. She didn’t know why.
Probably because you like them. They’re good guys.
Oh, and you’d love nothing more than to fuck them.
To be theirs.
Right.