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His crooked grin pulls a laugh out of me. “That sounds nice.”

The shower is only a few steps away. He carries me there, setting me down beneath the spray as the hot water runs over our bodies. A moment later, he squeezes shampoo into his palm and turns me around, his fingers working slowly into my hair while his body presses warm and solid against my back. Every inch of him surrounds me, and I let myself sink into it. Into him. Into the way he makes everything inside my head finally go quiet.

For the first time in a long time, my thoughts stop racing. And when he leans down and kisses me again—slow this time, deeper, gentler—one quiet thought slips through the silence.

How long before he finds out everything I’m hiding…

And hates me for it?

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

KIRILL

I wakeup before she does, my arm trapped beneath her while her head rests against my bicep. Her lips are parted, face at ease, and I just watch her. I almost don’t want to wake her.

Carefully, I try to slide out from under her, but she lets out a small groan and burrows closer instead, pressing into my chest.

A smile appears on my face, followed by the type of peace I have never known except right here in her arms.

Blyat. There’s no saving me now.

I kiss the top of her head and pull her tighter, my arm settling around her waist again as I let myself accept the truth of it: this is exactly where she belongs. I’ll have her things moved into my bedroom today.

My gaze drifts over her face again and I try to push the other thoughts away, the ones that have been clawing at the back of my mind since yesterday. The lies she’s still telling. The man she met behind my back.

I force myself to focus on what I do know. She cares for me. She cares for Lev. That much I’m certain of, and that should matter more than anything else.

But the jealousy still coils in my chest, sharp and possessive, demanding answers.

Whoever that bastard is…I will find out.

No matter what it takes.

SLOANE

When I get up, he's already gone, the warmth he left behind replaced by a cold shadow. I reach over to my phone, checking for any missed calls, but only see one message from Mandy, asking if Kirill and I have banged yet. With a laugh, I quickly reply.

Sloane

In fact, we have. Last night. And it was everything.

Mandy

YES!!!!! My girl got the D! Finally.

Sloane

Shut up.

Mandy

I can’t help it. It’s like I’ve been waiting forever for this moment. You can’t see me, but I’m totally tearing up with pride right now.

Sloane

OMG you’re such an idiot LOL.

Mandy