“Of course,” I answer, wrapping her tighter in my arms.
“Good. The idea is solid, but I think I’ve been struggling with execution.”
I can see why she’d think that. “You just haven’t had enough practice.”
“Maybe.” She turns then, propping her head up on her elbow. I pull her tight to my body again. I like having her skin against mine.
“Tell me your plan.”
She draws in a breath, then pushes her bottom lip out, blowing her hair as she releases the air. “My father’s accountant is a degenerate gambler.”
“I like the sound of this already.”
“I have almost everything I need in terms of security information and passwords, but I’m missing the account number of my father’s Swiss account.”
Fuck me. It’s fucking perfect. She details her idea to use the million from the sale of her casino to my brother to buy off the accountant.
First, my brother should have paid her way more, and Ryker and I are going to chat about that later. But second, she’s not spending her money. And third, it’s going to take way more than a million to get the accountant to turn on the head of a major Bratva family. But my pockets are deep.
I lean over and holding her face, I kiss her long and slow. “It’s a great plan.”
She kisses me back, her eyes fluttering closed. “Compliments from you are extra satisfying.”
“I compliment you with alarming regularity.”
She looks up at the ceiling. “I guess.”
“I’ve told you you’re beautiful, and that you’re brave.”
She looks at me then with a smile. “I was teasing, but if you want to make me a whole list, I won’t complain.”
I quickly push her back, rolling on top of her. “Smart. Funny. Too brave for your own good…”
“That last one was a questionable compliment.”
“And the woman I desire more than I ever wanted any other woman.”
“Win. You can’t?—”
“I mean every word. So first, I’m going to hear you scream my name and then, we’re going to make your plan happen today.”
“Today?”
“Today.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Katarina
I look up at Win,my lips parted in surprise, words stuck in my throat. My brain stopped working after the words,I’m going to hear you scream my name.
But I’ve barely adjusted when Win kisses that spot behind my ear that tickles and tingles all at once.
And then his mouth is sliding down my body.
If I’d expected anything after the screaming comment, it might have been aggressive sex.
Neither of us exactly lacks in the strength category. But his mouth is soft, light, as it moves across my skin.
