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“The tale of the witch. I want to find out.”
Before I can ask her more, Mikhail waves her off. She slumps over with a saddened expression and walks away.
The tale of the witch.
“Everyone thinks you’re—”
“Max, enough.” Mikhail interrupts his friend.
I watch them both stare at each other. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what Max was about to say.
“Give me a number,” Max says, looking at me.
“Five.”
“Higher or lower, Sloane?” Max asks with a bright expression.
“Higher or lower than what?”
“You’re supposed to guess if the card in my hand is higher or lower than the number you just told me.”
“Higher?”
“Damn it,” he says. And then he asks the same questions round after round. “You guys are really screwing the dealer.”
Mikhail laughs and motions his head for me to move closer. He pulls my legs into his lap and reaches for his drink.
Max downs shot after shot without a care in the world.
“How did you guys meet?” I ask.
They both look at each other and burst out laughing.
What the hell is so funny?
“I met him while he was trying to kill my brother-in-law,” Max says, shaking his head.
“Jesus,” I say under my breath.
“I didn’t though,” Mikhail tells me as he places his hand on my thigh. He rubs his thumb against my skin, his touch sending shocks of electricity through my body.
Why is my body reacting to a man as fucked-up as Mikhail?
“No, he didn’t. But I’m not even supposed to be here right now. Giovanni would have my head.”
Giovanni.
“Enough,” Mikhail says, ending the conversation. He lifts my legs off him and gets out of the booth. He takes his phone out from his pocket and places it against his ear. His veiny hands make the phone look small.
“Dimitri,” he addresses him, “yeah, bring her to the house. I’ll be staying here with Max for a bit.”
The house?
CHAPTER12
MIKHAIL
Dimitri comes to get Sloane, and she doesn’t look too happy about it. I’m glad she’s able to enjoy my company.
