Page 17 of Nikolai's Baby


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I grin. “Nope. One room, and only one little bed.”

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Dream

Any hope that I had that Nikolai was joking about the bed bursts into a ball of flames when he opens the old wooden door to our hotel room, and I see a little bed with a metal frame sitting in the dead center of the room. There’s nothing else but a dresser and the door to what I assume to be the bathroom.

“Nikolai,” I say, gritting my teeth as he closes the door behind us. “What the fuck is this?”

“Our room,” he replies, tossing the key onto the dresser and slipping out of his shoes.

“I thought you were rich. Why are we staying in the ghetto?” I ask, keeping my voice barely above a whisper so that the owner doesn’t hear me. He seemed like a nice guy, but this place is depressing. I wonder how he even makes enough to keep it open.

“I told you to relax,” he says, undoing the top button of his shirt. “I know the owner and he’s a good guy. We’re staying here because I don’t want to risk being seen by someone from the Cartel.”

“Well, I hope you didn’t pay much for it,” I say, shaking my head as I look around. It’s hot in here, and there’s no sign of an A/C unit.

“I don’t pay anything, actually. The Bratva just helps keep the criminals out of town.”

“Ironic, because you are one,” I reply, walking over to the window and pulling it open. Hot air rushes in, making the situation even worse. I close it immediately, turning around to face Nikolai with my hands on my hips. “We’re going to cook in here.”

“The shower is cold,” he replies, undoing another button on his shirt. “You can take one if you get too hot. Or just take off your clothes. You’re probably hot because of those jeans.”

My gaze is drawn to the tattoos on his broad chest, and I almost forget to be angry about all this.

I wouldn’t dare get naked in front of him again, though, especially not after what happened on the way here. If he was willing to spank me in public, I can only imagine what he’d do to me behind closed doors.

I try not to look at him as he takes his shirt off completely, revealing abs that look like they were carved from stone, with deep gutters to either side of them that lead into the thick viper coiled in his pants.

The heat in the room grows, or maybe it’s just the burning in my cheeks.

A cold shower does sound nice right about now.

I turn away from Nikolai as he thumbs open the button on his pants. “What are you doing?” I ask, trying not to sound like I’m panicking.

“It’s been a long drive. I’m getting in the shower, unless you want to get in first.”

“No, that’s fine. You go right ahead,” I reply, staring hard at the window until I can see the outline of his perfect body in the reflection. My curiosity is getting the better of me, but as long as he doesn’t know I’m stealing a glance, it can’t get me in trouble.

“I won’t be long,” he says, stepping out of his pants and tossing them onto the bed. “Maybe you want to join me.”

I shake my head so hard that my brain hurts. “No, definitely not,” I say, but inside my body is screaming at me to jump in and witness his flawless physicality up close and personal. We’re going to be sharing a bed, anyway.

“Suit yourself,” he says, his voice floating away toward the bathroom. “But if you change your mind, you know where to find me.”

I watch his reflection disappear into the bathroom, and I let out the breath I was holding. I can barely think when he’s in the same room as me, and when he’s peeling off his clothes without any shame at all, I’m surprised I’m able to speak at all.

I cross my arms, trying not to notice how hard my nipples are as I walk over to the bed and push his pants off onto the floor. It’s an excuse to touch them, but he’ll think I’m just being a bitch.

Good. I don’t want him to know how he makes me feel. He would take advantage of that, and the last thing I need is more guilt hanging over my head about screwing a Bratva boss when Eddy’s life is in danger.

I sit down on the bed, crossing my arms tighter as I listen to the shower turning on and Nikolai humming to himself happily as he steps inside. How can he be so relaxed when there’s so much at stake?

Sure, he doesn’t have the same emotional ties to Eddy as I do, but his wellbeing is on the line as well as two million dollars’ worth of drugs.

If he is nervous, he doesn’t show it. Maybe this is just another day in the life of a Bratva boss for him. I’m not sure whether to be comforted or worried by that.

“Oh God!” I exclaim as I’m snapped out of my thoughts by a very naked man walking back into the room.

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