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“Sure. That sounds good,” he said as the two of us headed out the door.
Luckily, Kenlee was still sleeping and Luca was engrossed in his show. In fact, he was so enamored with whatever was going on that I doubt he even knew we were gone. I hated to interrupt him when he looked so serious but I had to. He had school tomorrow and I still needed to process everything that had happened in the last 24 hours. He was bummed we had to leave, but I told him we would see Zane and Kenlee soon. This made him smile and he gave Zane a high five before reminding him about their snow date.
I guessed high fives had become their thing and as stupid as it seemed, it brought happy tears to my eyes. I checked on Kenlee and kissed Zane goodbye and we headed down the hall to our room. It had definitely been quite a day but it was ending on a much happier note than I expected.
I grabbed Luca’s hand and we skipped to our room.
Chapter Twenty-One
Zane
OnceKatyaandLucaleft, I bathed and fed Kenlee, put her down for the night, and poured myself a glass of scotch. I was blown away by how much my life had changed in such a short time. After my behavior and actions this morning, I thought for sure I’d lost Katya forever. I knew I shouldn’t be surprised though.
If losing Sarah had taught me anything, it was that there were no guarantees in life. It made me think that maybe, just maybe she was sent here for me and that Sarah had something to do with it. I knew how crazy that sounded, but I was only 34, and I knew she wouldn’t want me to be alone forever.
Deep down I had always known that eventually, I might meet someone else, but I never expected it to be so soon.Is five months too soon? I wondered. I didn’t know for sure, but what I did know was this felt right.
Katya was amazing. She was so good with Kenlee, and I really liked spending time with Luca. He was a great kid. For someone who hadn’t ever had a positive male role model, he was polite, respectful, and caring. He easily could have picked up some of Alek’s bad habits and traits but didn’t. It would’ve made sense. All little boys want to be like their dad or whoever is closest to that position. Somehow, even a four-year-old knew better than to act like that piece of crap.
I gave all the credit to Katya. It was yet another testament to her as a human being. She’d managed to raise him all by herself while working here at the lodge and with an alcoholic, abusive boyfriend at home. And somehow, she did it without Luca becoming spoiled or having behavior issues. That is an accomplishment for sure. One I doubt she would acknowledge.
I sipped my scotch and my thoughts came back to Sarah.Was I moving too fast?I had to admit that I did feel somewhat guilty. Like maybe I was moving on too soon, and I wanted to believe she would be okay with it because of my own selfishness. Maybe I was selfish. I wasn’t sure, but then again… didn’t I deserve to be happy?
I knew there were plenty of people that would tell me I needed to take things slow and date around for a while, but honestly, I didn’t want to. There was one thing that losing someone you love taught me, and that was being able to know when something was real and worth holding on to. Katya was both.
Katya had captured my heart and soul, and I didn’t want it back. In addition to being a fantastic mother and overall human being, she was also sexy as hell. Losing someone also teaches you to grab love and hold onto it while you can because you never knew what tomorrow would bring. I almost forgot that, and it almost cost me my chance with Katya. I still couldn’t believe she’d given me a second chance. I couldn’t screw this up. No, forget that, Irefusedto screw this up.
I moved from the sofa to the balcony and looked out at the magical night. The snow was reflecting off the trees, and the stars were twinkling in the clear mountain sky.
Looking up, I said, “Thank you.” I wasn’t really sure who I was saying it to, but it felt like it needed to be said. I could see Katya so clearly in my mind. Her physical beauty was obvious the moment you met her, but she was so much more than her physical looks. Her inner beauty was unparalleled. I was pretty sure she was the definition of kind, humble, and generous with a bonus of gorgeous.
Not to mention she turned me on like no one ever had before. Not even Sarah. I loved Sarah with all my heart and our sex life was great, but with Katya, it was off the charts. We connect in a way I never knew human beings could connect. I thought those romantic movies were all fluff and just a way to make money, but I was starting to think I was wrong. Katya was teaching me that the fairy tale really did exist. I just hoped I was worthy of being her prince.
Thinking about our bathroom encounter from earlier caused my pants to tighten. The way she responded to me was unreal. I closed my eyes and pictured her gorgeous body as I thrust into her from behind.Damn, her ass looked perfect.Being able to see her expressions and know that I was the one bringing her that intense pleasure was gratifying and it also intensified my own pleasure.
My pants became unbearably uncomfortable and thinking about baseball stats wasn’t going to get my mind off Katya, so I began to unzip my pants. I did a quick glance around to make sure there weren’t any spectators and then sat down in the lounge chair and let my imagination take over.
In my fantasy, Katya was here with me telling me how much she wanted me. My hand started to rub my throbbing hard cock as I imagined her taking it into her dainty but luscious mouth.Damn, I can’t wait to experience that again.I began to stroke harder and faster as I imagined grabbing her platinum hair as she licked, sucked, and took me fully into her mouth. If this was a fantasy, I couldn’t even imagine how good the real thing would be once I had her again. If it was half as good as it was before, I didn’t think I’d be able to handle it. I felt myself getting close so I continued stroking as I leaned back and pictured Katya swallowing my juices and then licking up the rest. Just as I saw her do this, I released.
I took off my shirt to clean up my mess and went back inside to shower. It had been years since I’d pleasured myself, and the wait was worth it. It might not have been as good as having Katya there in person, but it definitely gave me ideas for the future. I had just discovered a whole new use for my balcony.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Katya
Iwasabletofinish my shift thirty minutes early, which was a God send. After clocking out, I ran to Zane’s room to pick up Kenlee, and brought her with me back to my room. Addie arrived shortly thereafter, showing up nearly an hour early and letting me know she was there to help me get ready. I felt like that was her way of showing me she was happy for me, so I happily accepted her offer to do my hair. I was sure she still had her doubts about Zane, and so did I, but Addie’s love and support had always been unconditional, and she respected my choices.
Kenlee was playing with her toys and after some bickering, I finally convinced Luca to sit quietly and watch a movie. I sighed and looked at Addie. I knew I must’ve smelled like sweat and industrial strength bleach, and the hair she had so kindly offered to help me with, was gross and unwashed.
“First step,” Addie said with a smile. “You need to shower.”
“Good call,” I said. “You’ve got everything under control out here?” But as I asked this, Addie was walking across the room with a grin on her face. She scooped Kenlee up into her arms and the little girl giggled with delight.
“I’ll be just fine,” she said, and I knew there was nothing for me to worry about. At least, nothing in regard to the kids. In regards to the gala and getting ready—that was a different story. There was stilla lotI needed to worry about. I thanked Addie and ran down the hall. I took the fastest shower I could, and when I came out ten minutes later with dripping wet hair, Addie told me to sit in one of the kitchen chairs. She then took a blow dryer and a round brush out of her oversized bag, and started to style my hair with big, soft curls.
After my hair was done, I realized I only had about twenty minutes before Zane would be around to pick me up. Addie got started on dinner while I slipped into my dress and put on a little bit of make-up. The dress fit me like a glove and accentuated my blue eyes. I never wore a lot of makeup but since the occasion called for it, I applied light foundation and blush. On my eyes, I opted for a shimmery gold shadow with a light pink highlighter. I finished by lining my bottom lashes with black eyeliner and applying two coats of mascara. The final touch was my favorite raspberry red lipstick. I always felt confident when I wore it, and it looked great with the dress.
I hesitated before adding the final touch—my grandmother’s earrings. They were the only thing of sentimental value I brought with me from Russia, but they were also very classy and expensive, and I was always a little scared to wear them out of the house. I adored my Babushka and although it made me sad to think of her, I knew she would’ve wanted me to wear them. I felt connected to her the instant I put them on, and I knew she was watching over me.
