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I squirm out of his grip, sprint toward the house, and fling myself at the garage door before he can catch me. I yank at it and hurry inside but can’t shut it. Andrei is standing in the way. He grabs my arm a bit too roughly. A moment of rage slips past his mask, reminding me of who he really is. And what he did to bring me here. I’m not what he wants. I’m what he had to take.
“What’s wrong with you?” he growls, his gaze blazing across me as if I’m crazy.
“You have nerve asking me that.” I do my best to stare him down though he towers over me. “You’re a criminal, a thief, a murderer. I’m not the one who has done anything wrong.”
“I explained it to you …”
“I don’t accept it; I don’t want to accept it.”
His jaw tics. “What do I have to do, Paige? I can’t do it if you don’t tell me.”
My bottom lip trembles. “Since when is it my choice?”
He shrugs his shoulders defensively before pulling me back into his arms. “It is now. So, what do I need to do? You know I can’t give my world up, but there must be something I can give you.”
The diamond earrings pinch my earlobes. “You won’t do what I want.”
His brow furrows in concentration. “Do what?”
“Tell me the truth—why am I here?”
He glances away, and I pray he won’t dare tell a lie. “Igor Karamazov wants you and your family.”
“Is that the only reason?” I press on despite my fear.
“No.”
Andrei silences my questions with a kiss that shoots down my spine and curls my toes. He doesn’t stop as he reaches behind his back and swings open the door of the closest Rover. He taps on the car’s panel, and the engine hums.
Tenderly, he helps me into the back seat, and I smile foolishly as we hide in the garage, where no one would ever think to look for us. My doubts are subdued as he tugs me next to him and kisses me again.
Slowly, I lean back until he’s on top of me, and it brings back the memory of when I first arrived here. He shielded me with his body as he pointed a gun out the window at our pursuers. I felt protected then and still feel the same way now. I rationalize that I can’t return to my old life. I’d rather be with Andrei than dream about him.
“Alexa, play yacht rock,” he orders the car, and I giggle as Player begins to sing “Baby, Come Back.”
“Paige, I want you to stay with me.” He nibbles on my ear. “Is that what you’ve been waiting to hear?”
His body moves over mine, shifting his weight off me as he tugs at the hem of my dress. The boyish grin is back, and so are my feelings from when he held me on the dance floor. I focus on the moment when it was infatuation before the shooting started. My doubts can’t reach me while his hands are on my body.
I spread my legs as wide as I can against the seat, letting him slip in between my knees, and then I kiss him hungrily. His hands move gradually up my hips, barely pressing into my skin. Andrei teases me with feather touches as he nibbles on my bottom lip. He bites it softly before his tongue swipes into my mouth. Andrei moves deliberately against me, but his hands grip my waist tightly, like I’ll disappear.
His heat against my body makes me pull my mouth away, and I moan deeply while clutching his muscular back. I touch the muscles stretched beneath his cotton shirt, feeling the strength in him as he makes me feel wanted, the weight of him as he pins me in place. Andrei moves his hand to the back of my head, pulling it closer so he can take my mouth again.
His tongue follows the curve of my neck to my breasts as I quickly unbutton the top of my summer dress. His patient caresses send wild shivers through my limbs that land between my legs.
I tug at the hem of his shirt, impatient to feel his naked skin. Andrei pauses and looks into my face, taking in how I bite my lip and my eyes flutter with need.
He smiles, confident that I want him no matter how many times I tell him to go away. Andrei slides his hand under the soaked fabric of my panties. He begins exploring my pussy with delicate touches that make me throw my head back and silently gasp. His fingertips slide into my folds, and I loudly groan, thinking how good it feels to lie underneath him.
The song changes to something mellower and slower—a sexy voice sings about second chances as if it’s preaching to us not to mess this chance up. Each of his strokes sends desire over my skin, and I press my hips into him until I’m lost in a haze. He pushes himself against me, and I feel his hard cock against my thigh as we grind against each other to the soulful music.
“What else do you want, Paige?” he whispers wickedly, knowing what I want.
“You’ll make me say it?” I ask, breathing heavily.
He buries his head against my hair and inhales before kissing my ear and whispering. “I want you to stay.”
My heart races as I lift my hips into him. “I want you deep in me.”
