Chapter 91

4: Georgina.

Is this real life?

Sheltered or not, I'm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast.

Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I can't make sense of this. Aleksei, the man I've been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too?

No way. I don't believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was "scared of the thunder" (I wasn't), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half-naked girl combs her fingers through a man's chest hair and purrs like a kitten, that's a sure-fire sign she's interested in more. But he'd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep.

All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress and...

I can't even bring myself to think the word, because I'm already slick. Right where

it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed - together legs, as if he knows

it.

"I don't believe you. About wanting me."

His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. He's angry now? "Don't believe me?"

you wait to tell me this until you're..." I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, "essentially

"I'm not leaving you. We've

— I never want to be away from is Aleksei. He's the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. He's the one who fusses and

Aleksei.

shower, our relationship didn't change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down

Or I'll..." I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. "I won't eat until I get

grows even stiffer. "Your lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be

my eyelashes at him. "Then I guess

grudging approval. "You are a very challenging creature.” His fingers tap on the steering wheel. "Very well. I will

smile seems to

grateful attitude." His cheek flexes for long moments as he

the side of my face on the leather seat. "It was the week after my mother's funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldn't let me leave the house, and I thought I'd be a prisoner forever, but...he trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you

expression warms, before the stoicism

He pauses. "My mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didn't, being so new

already. Aleksei's family is private and they don't come to the house very often, unless there's some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when it's someone's birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. "I'm

goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally wouldn't hesitate to let Aleksej know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near

platonic. Now I worry

desperate. Aren't I, though? God, I can barely

"Georgina."

"Yes," I breathe.

you always have. You will not stop

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