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He steepled his hands over his mouth and stared down at me. “Were you thinking about me?”
I finally found my voice. “How did you get in here?”
“Not difficult. I’ve picked locks more complex than yours.”
He took it upon himself to break into my apartment like a criminal? “You broke into my apartment?”
“I did a security check, and I will have better locks put on the door. Now tell me. Did you think of me when you came?”
I was mortified. I couldn’t tell him the truth. “You should leave.”
“You should know by now I don’t take orders from anyone, least of all you.” He bent his knees, studying my face. “Now, tell me…did you think of me?”
I could lie. I could ignore him. I could remind him again to leave, but he would only persist until he heard what he wanted to hear. Stubborn, exasperating Russian. Finally, I nodded slowly, reluctantly, gripping my stomach, slinking back into my pillow, and sighed. “I wish I didn’t.”
The words hung in the air between us. “I do, too,” he said softly. His eyes roved my face in a caress. “But here we are.” He reached out with his palm up. “Now, give me your hand.”
I was hesitant, but eventually uncurled my fingers around the sheet, skeptical of his next move. Were we making some kind of truce?
“Not that one. Your other hand. The one that touched your cunt.”
Jeez! My jaw dropped as I gawked at him.
Before I could find my stupid words again, he leaned closer and said, “Don’t question me. I’m not joking.”
Of course, he wasn’t kidding. How many times did I need to learn that lesson? I gnawed on my bottom lip and drew my hand from beneath the sheets, watching him as if he were a maniac. Before I could contemplate it any more, he clasped my hand and pulled it to his mouth. He inhaled deeply before he ran his tongue over my index and middle fingers, sucking them between his lips.
I lost the ability to think, much less breathe, as he stared at me intently, and a low growl escaped in his throat. “Fuck,zaychik. You taste like…moy gibel’.”
“I taste like what?” My throat felt thick as I watched him in a trance.
He closed his eyes and unhurriedly withdrew my fingers from his lips. Folding my fingers into a fist, he kissed the back of my hand, shaking his head. “Go to sleep, Sorina.” He rose, took a few steps toward the door, but turned around. “By the way, the next time I give you something of mine, you better not give it to someone else.” He tossed the T-shirt I’d stripped off earlier at me.
Sorina
It’d been almost a week since I’d spoken to Dmitri. I’d seen him on the practice field from a distance. There was always a passing glance that lingered, but that was it. Although, true to his word, Dmitri sent someone over to change the locks on the door and install a security system the other day, which I had to explain to my roommates was my idea, and my guardian footed the bill. They both thought I was being overly cautious, considering we lived in a nice area.
More and more, my thoughts were focused on things they shouldn’t be. Bad thoughts. Erotic thoughts. About Dmitri. Some nights I even wore his T-shirt to bed just so I could smell his lingering scent. Every night, I lie in bed, staring at the door. Hoping he would mystically appear. Wanting to hear his deep, rough voice whisper dirty words in my ear. Call me his. Kiss me like he needed me. The question of what he said to me in Russian the other night still left me desperate to know what he meant.
“Sorina.Sorina.” I felt a nudge on my arm as Kenzie watched me with concern. We were sitting in our psychology class, and my mind kept drifting throughout the lecture.
“What?” I whispered.
“I asked you if you wanted to have lunch with us. You’ve been zoned out today.”
“Sure. Sorry, a lot on my mind.”
“Remember. Papers onNature versus Nurtureare due online no later than midnight on Sunday. Enjoy your weekend,” Dr. Feldman said from behind her podium. I gathered my things and followed Theo and Kenzie out of the auditorium.
“We should lie out by the pool later,” Kenzie suggested as we sat down at a table near the front window of The Velvet Bean.
“I wish, but I have to work a shift at Duffy’s today so I could have off for tomorrow night’s game,” Theo said. The Falcons had another home game.
“It’s not like you couldn’t take off if you wanted to,” Kenzie said. “You know, all it would take is for Roman to make a phone call.”
“And if he did that, he’d know I wouldn’t be happy. He only did it one time.” Theo glanced at me. “He’s good friends with management.”
“Yeah, and gives him season tickets in the platinum suite,” Kenzie added.
