“He asked me to accelerate his treatment, so I’m staying at one of his properties in the suburbs.”
“You’restayingwith him?”
“It’s not like that.”
“How old is he?” Hudson asked.
Although I didn’t know Maksim’s precise age, I imagined he was close to my age. “He’s thirty.”
“Uh, huh. Is he hot?”
“Yes, he’s attractive.”
“Sarah,” Hudson prompted.
“Fine. He’s hot.”
“Damn, girl, tell me about him.”
“He’s not your type.”
“Duh, considering he’s straight, that’s obvious.”
“I never said he was straight,” I countered.
“Whit-Whit, you’re so naive. If he was gay, he would’ve gotten a male pathologist.”
I snorted. “You don’t know that.”
“Whatever.”
“Like I said, he isn’t your type, meaning he’s not a pretty boy gym rat.”
“Archie, she just called you a pretty boy, gym rat.”
I laughed as Archie replied, “Thanks, sweetie.”
“You’re welcome.”
“So describe him.”
“Well, he’s like this hypermasculine, tattooed, bad-boy type.”Oh, and he’s the leader of the Russian mafia whose soldier kidnapped me.
“That sounds like your fantasy type, not real life.”
“I’m not into him like that.”
“Are you sure?”
As Maksim’s face flashed before me, I felt extreme attraction, but not desire. At the moment, there was another I felt that way about. A very unfortunate other person for me.
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
“Are you sure it’s not that you’re dickmatized by the Beast?”
“Please never say that word again,” I replied.
“Seriously though, Archie and I had been dying to know how he was. I mean, you did get to finish the deed before you had to leave, right?”
