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Not today, kidneys. Not today.
Just maybe when I got home.
"Ah, Adrianna?"
Fuck. My hand was on the door ready to push it open. I was so close to leaving without having to talk to Kova.
All I wanted to do was go home and die.
"Yeah?" I said without turning around. I lowered my head and waited.
"I need to speak with you."
Shit.
I turned around to follow Kova, but he was already walking toward his office. Five minutes, I told myself. I would be in his office no more than five minutes, then I would leave.
He was seated on the front edge of his desk waiting for me when I stepped inside. Impassive, his face bore impatience. His arms were crossed in front of his chest, his beautiful biceps tight with irritation. I could feel his emotion without even touching him.
"Take a seat."
My eyes shifted between the chairs in front of him and the couch. I preferred not to sit on the couch for obvious reasons and salty memories, but I didn't want to sit in the chairs either. There would hardly be any breathing room between us.
So I sat on the sex couch.
I dropped my bag to the floor and plopped down very unladylike. I rested my head back on the cushion like I was at home and closed my eyes. I sighed as the little bit of energy I had floated away from me. It was my first time sitting for the day.
Yawning, I opened my eyes and looked at Kova. "What's up, Coach?"
"Rough workout?" One corner of his mouth tugged up.
"You could say that." My legs were so sore it took effort just to stand.
"So rough you forgot I wanted to speak to you, yes?"
I lowered my eyes. "I'm sorry. It won't happen again."
"What is on your mind?"
I looked up. His question was more intrusive than curious.
"Nothing. What do you mean?"
Kova stared at me. "Adrianna, I was not born yesterday, so do not take me for a fool. What is going on with you?"
Oh God.
I sat up straighter. "Nothing is going on," I said. His jaw flexed but he remained silent. I tried to drive my answer home again, this time a little softer and more sincere. "Nothing is wrong with me, I just have a lot on my mind. That's all."
He pinched his bottom lip between his thumb and forefinger and turned his head to the side, then shook his head.
"Chto-nepravil'no," he said under his breath. "Chto-nepravil'no. Ya chuvstvuyu eto."
"What?"
"Something is not right. I can feel it." He paused. "You are lying to me."
I moved to stand. "Believe what you want, but that's the truth. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to leave."
