“Private jets can land just about anywhere. It’s always nice to avoid busy airports.” He grabs my hand and gives me a wink. “And you’re super rich, too, by the way. What’s mine is yours, baby.”
I smile, knowing full well that I’d love him just as much if he didn’t have a dime to his name. The others join us as we walk in and check the flight info. The airport is small and there’s only one flight preparing to board at the moment, so there isn’t much of a crowd at all. The people who are here take note of us as we walk by. Vasily’s a striking figure no matter where he is or what he’s wearing. Even in the jeans and black T-shirt he’s wearing today, he still oozes power and is an intimidating sight.
Volodya’s flight has just landed, and as we wait for him to get inside, I notice the woman at the counter giving Vasily serious fuck-me eyes. It irritates me and sets me on edge. I trust Vasily, but that doesn’t mean the old green-eyed monster doesn’t rear its head every once in a while, especially when faced with a drop-dead gorgeous woman with hair that looks like it should be in a damn shampoo commercial and a pair of big blue eyes. I tighten my arm around Vasily’s waist and rest my head on his chest, reminding myself and the woman that he’s mine.
He immediately tightens his arms around me and kisses the top of my head. “It’s adorable that you still get jealous,zolotse, but you have nothing to worry about. You have all of me, baby, every single part.”
I look up at him, cupping the stubbled cheek that he didn’t have time to shave this morning because of our shower sex. Memories of him pinning me against the tiled wall flash through my mind, making my cheeks flush and my heart speed up. He winks and leans closer so no one else can hear.
“Thinking about how I fucked your sweet little pussy in the shower?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Good. Think about that instead of worrying about women who will never have my attention because all of it is on you.”
“How can one man be so damn perfect?”
He gives a deep laugh and kisses my check. “You’re so damn sweet, baby.”
“Here he comes,” Ilya says from behind me.
Vasily gives me another kiss before standing up to his full height. I watch as Volodya walks through the door. I recognize him from the photos I saw, but it’s still weird to see him here in person. He looks just as intimidating as Vasily does, especially when surrounded by a bunch of stern-looking men in dark suits with tattooed hands and a hard look in their eyes. Volodya’s face softens when he spots his brother, splitting into a big grin as he walks towards us.
He says something in Russian before Vasily wraps an arm around him in an affectionate hug. The other guys with him start chatting with Ilya and Andrei while I stand around trying not to look awkward. Vasily reaches out for me to pull me closer when I feel a pair of arms wrap around me and lift me up in a big bear hug. I squeal in surprise, but know it must be okay because Vasily just laughs and gives me a wink.
“Hey, little sister,” a thick accent says before letting me go. Valeri’s smiling face looks down at me, showing me the dimple I’d seen in the photos. His green eyes are lit up with amusement. “So you’re the American who swept my brother off his feet. I honestly never thought it would happen, but I’m glad it did.” He gives me a wink and kisses my cheek. “Welcome to the family.”
Vasily pulls me away and back into his arms, which makes Valeri laugh and shoot me another wink. It’s obvious he’s the carefree, happy-go-lucky younger brother, but beneath that, I’m betting he’s just as lethal as his brothers. Valeri comes up and gives Vasily a hug.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” Vasily asks him, switching to English for my benefit.
“I thought it would be better to surprise you. Plus, I knew you’d just try and talk me out of it.”
“I would have. You’re leaving Moscow empty.” I hear the chastisement in Vasily’s voice, but Valeri waves it away with what I’m sure is a practiced move. “It’s fine, Vasya. No one knows we’re all three gone, and I’ve got a ton of people watching over things. First sign of trouble and my fine ass will be on that plane heading home.”
Vasily sighs but doesn’t argue. He turns to Volodya. “Nina, this is my other brother, Volodya.” Vasily’s eyes light up with mischief when he adds, “He’s the one I was on the phone with last night.”
My face heats up while Vasily fights a laugh. If Volodya picked up on anything last night, he’s hiding it well. I can tell I’m not going to be getting an exuberant bear hug out of this brother. He smiles and holds his hand out to me to shake. His brown eyes are a caramel color and lack the warmth that I see in his brothers. They aren’t cruel, just very guarded. I shake his hand and smile.
Valeri laughs and says, “Don’t be so formal. We’re in America now. You need to lighten up.”
Volodya shoots him a look that goes unseen because Valeri is too busy hugging Svetlana and spinning her around while she laughs and says something in Russian while Andrei discreetly watches her with a smile on his face. By the time we leave the airport, all eyes are on us because twenty gorgeous Russian men in suits does not go unnoticed. Andrei and Ilya had each driven an SUV, so there’s plenty of room for everyone, and when I give Vasily a hug before jumping in the back of the Porsche, he leans down and looks at me like I’m crazy.
“You’re my wife, Nina. You don’t ride in the back.”
I laugh and insist I’m fine. “I’m sure you want to talk business, and there’s no way in hell Volodya is fitting back here.”
Valeri jumps in the back next to me while I earn some bonus points with Volodya, who gives me a grateful smile and fits his large frame into the passenger seat.
“Hey, don’t scoot the seat back,” Valeri yells, already scrunched up in the seat next to me.
Volodya says something in Russian that makes his brothers laugh. Vasily reaches back and squeezes my thigh before starting the car and getting us out of here. They switch to Russian, discussing business while I sit back and watch. I love learning more about Vasily, and seeing him with his brothers is going to show me a whole new side of him.
Chapter 14
Vasily
“Ilike her,” Valeri says from the backseat.
