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My own hunger makes known its presence. I run my hand up the back of his neck, up the base of his skull. I grip him tight, pressing his mouth harder to mine, I nip his lip. In response, he grinds the length of his body against mine. Slides his hands down my waist to the curve of my ass, and he grabs handfuls.
I arch my back exposing my neck and breast, but under heavy coats and sweaters, it’s hard to get to each other.
“Is the light show over?” I ask in a breathless voice.
“The grand finale takes place in the bedroom,” he gives me a devilish smirk, “or whichever room you’d like, in every room you’d like.”
“Hmm, let me think, which room to christen first…”
“Too late,” he declares, and then in one fell swoop, he sweeps me off my feet like I’m weightless and throws me over his shoulder. “To the cave with you.”
I scream with laughter. “Bash, put me down.”
“I will, when I’m ready,” he says as he reenters the house and strides across the floor with me in tow.
“Bash!” I blurt out as he ascends the stairs taking them by twos with me hanging over his shoulder.
He grunts like a caveman, “What, woman?” Eliciting more laughter from me. “Mate now, make talk later,” he says before kicking open our bedroom door and tossing me onto the soft bed. He beats his chest like Tarzan and leaps onto the bed with me.
Chapter 22 – Yuri’s Wedding
WhenMadisonfinallycomesdown the stairs with her hair done up and wearing an exquisite cocktail dress and matching heels, I stop and stare in awe. I can’t believe this incredible woman has agreed to become my wife.
“Boy is the bride going to hate you,” I say, extending my hand to her as I wait at the bottom of the staircase. “Nobody will be able to keep their eyes off you.”
“Oh, stop it,” she says, taking my hand. “The only eyes I care about are yours, lover.”
“That’s fiancé to you, thank you very much.”
She holds up her left hand, the ring catches the light dazzling the eye. “Oh, is that what this little bobble means?”
I grab her by the waist and pull her toward me. “Don’t make me carry you back upstairs and stake my claim again.” I nuzzle her neck and she squirms against me.
“Bash, stop,” she giggles as she bats at my chest. “You’ll get me all messed up, we’ll never make it on time.”
“All right,” I say, releasing her. I help her into the full-length cashmere coat I bought her. She refused the mink on principle.
The wedding venue is a fifteen-minute drive from our residence. We arrive just in time to take our seats before the bride walks down the aisle. The guests nearly broke their necks getting a look at Madison as we took our seats on the second row near the front. I can feel the burning glare of Gregor Orlov. Fortunately, Natasha is nowhere to be seen.
I exchange looks with Stieg. He nods his understanding. We need to be wary of Orlov tonight, bringing Madison may just be the thing to set him off. I don’t regret the decision, it’s the perfect venue to make her introduction into my world.
After the wedding ceremony, we all head over to the reception hall in the adjacent building. With Madison on my arm, we’re arguably the most striking couple in the place. Out of respect for my position in the hierarchy, the various guests make their way over to pay their respects.
“And who is this lovely young creature?” says Boris, one of the older captains who’d worked for Sergei. It’s not clear whether his allegiance is to me or Orlov.
“Boris, this is my fiancée, Dr. Madison Graham,” I reply. Madison keeps reminding me that she won’t officially be a doctor for a few weeks when she graduates from medical school, but tonight she hasn’t given me any flack about the title. She’s starting to enjoy the prestige the title carries.
Boris’ thick brows hitch up. “Ah, a doctor. What field of medicine are you in?”
“Cardiothoracic surgery,” she replies.
When he looks confused, I add, “She’s a heart surgeon.”
The corners of his mouth tug down as if to say “Impressive”. “Well, I hope if I’m ever in need, I’ll find myself in your capable hands.”
Madison smiles magnanimously. “Thank you, but let’s hope it never comes to that.”
After a few more pleasantries, Boris moves along to be replaced by others. Madison handles herself with great aplomb as I knew she would. I think she’s winning them over with her charm, wit, and beauty. At least no one’s overtly hostile toward her, or rudely asking about Natasha.
