Page 38 of Wrapped in Perfection

He murmurs in my ear, "Kiss me like that in my bed, and we won't have any issues, kotik."

Nerves flip in my stomach, mixing with the flutters I've had since meeting him yesterday.

"Tell me you'll pack a bag. Or come back with me, and you can work naked for the next few days."

"What if you get sick of me?"

Why am I fighting him?

Because I'm a chicken.

"What if you get sick of me?" he replies and raises his eyebrows.

Not possible, Mr. Sex on a Stick, Russian God.

His fingers move between my thighs. "Tell you what, let's try it out and see what happens. My guess is we're going to have a good time."

I squirm, and he smirks.

"Okay."

His lips twitch. "Yeah?"

I nod.

He leans into my ear. His finger grazes my slit. He says something in Russian, but I don't ask what it is. It sounds dirty hot.

"Am I going to be able to work, or are you going to distract me too much?"

The green in his eyes brightens. "I plan on a little bit of work...with a lot of distraction."

8

Dmitri

It'safter four when Anna and I get to Chase and Vivian's. When the car pulls next to the curb, she says, "Do you have any phone calls you can make?"

"Is this your way of telling me to stay in the car?"

She releases a big breath. "Yes."

"Why don't you want me going with you?"

She hesitates then says, "My brother might be inside. He's been coming home from work early every day, claiming it's to make sure Vivian is okay, since she's pregnant, but she's not always home, so I know it's to check on me."

Does she want to hide us?

"Ah. I see. And what are you going to tell your brother when you leave and have a bag with you?"

She twists her fingers in her lap and looks slightly ill. "I'm not sure."

I put my hand over hers. "Kotik."

She looks up. Her blue eyes are full of worry. "Hmmm?"

"Let me go with you. I will talk to your brother."

"And say what?"

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