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're..." I fling a

bares his teeth. "I'm not leaving you. We've

didn't just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing — person — I never want to be away from is Aleksei. He's the one who brings home a cake and

Aleksei.

grown up with and this new, sexually charged Adonis...who claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didn't change. Not on his

Or I'll..." I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my

even stiffer. "Your lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You

bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. "Then

"You are a very challenging creature.” His fingers tap on

smile seems to distract him.

grateful attitude." His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. "Do

my mother's funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldn't let

His expression warms, before the stoicism

you understand? Not for him or me.” He pauses. "My mother and sister needed a

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

face 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

Now I worry saying how much I need him

me sound too desperate. Aren't I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so

"Georgina."

"Yes," I breathe.

always have. You will not

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