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She ran to him, jumping into his arms. “My favorite bodyguard!” she exclaimed. All four other men said in unison, “Hey, wait a minute!”
Viktor laughed as he put her down. Looking at the other guys he said, “You guys just need to be better looking. It’s simple, really.”
She smacked his arm lightly. “Don’t get cocky. I’m still marrying Andrei.”
Misha stepped in, grabbing her hand, and pulling her close to him, in a dance position. “But Miss Sephie, Andrei can’t dance. How can you marry a man who can’t dance with you at your own wedding?” He led her in a few tango steps around the kitchen. She was trying hard to conceal her laughter as they danced.
“Misha, you surprise me. You’re so … cultured,” she curtseyed to him once he let her out of the embrace. He bowed low to her. “Milady.”
Stephen stepped in and said, “Do you really want to marry a guy you need to worry about leaving you for another man though?”
Laughter erupted in the kitchen. Even Tori ended up laughing at Stephen’s joke. Sephie was speechless, which was impressive given her constant comebacks. She simply gave Stephen a high five and then smacked his ass. “Good game,” she said.
“Thanks, coach.”
Tori was setting out plates of food for the guys as Sephie walked back to me. She was smiling at me, with that spark in her eye that only I could see. I extended my arm to her and pulled her in front of me. I wrapped my arms around her from behind.
Tori looked at me, “What can I get you for breakfast, Boss?”
“Sephie threatened violence against small animals if she doesn’t get French toast, so we better make that happen. Don’t want animal rights activists picketing outside.”
Tori looked puzzled, but nodded her head. “Right away, Boss.”
Sephie added, “I mean I wouldn’t really kill small woodland critters. I would think long and hard about it, but my follow-through is shit.”
Andrei choked on a piece of bacon as he laughed. Tori set a new glass of orange juice in front of him, a look of concern on her face. “Drink this,” was all she said. He looked sheepishly at her and grabbed the glass.
Sephie caught the exchange as well and looked over her shoulder, catching my eye. She smiled at me knowingly.
It didn’t take Tori long and Sephie had her French toast. We finished breakfast while the guys hung around and talked in the kitchen. Tori finished up and excused herself. Andrei’s eyes were on her the whole time as she walked from the kitchen. Sephie caught him watching her. She caught my eye and looked back to Andrei, raising her eyebrows several times in a row. I laughed, shaking my head. I had never noticed that Andrei had his eye on Tori until today. Sephie really had a way of bringing out the best in everyone without even trying.
Chapter Thirteen
Sephie
After breakfast, we were all standing in the kitchen. I asked Ivan how his stitches were holding up. “Let me check it. You might need a bandage change,” I said, trying to peek down the back of his shirt. He didn’t hesitate this time to take his shirt off for me. I peeled back part of his bandage to look at how it was healing. It still looked red and angry, but no signs of infection.
Adrik walked over to inspect the stitches while I had the bandage pulled back. “You did this?” he asked, looking surprised.
I nodded my head, as I put the bandage back in place. Pressing the adhesive to his skin once more.
“Where did you learn how to do that?” Adrik asked, still surprised.
“Ms. Jackson. She used to be a nurse.” I lifted the sleeve of my shirt to reveal a small scar on my upper arm. “I can be clumsy and I hate doctors, so she stitches me up when needed. She taught me how to do it.”
Adrik ran his thumb over the scar on my arm. He leaned closer and kissed my forehead. I knew he was wondering about the scars on my back as well, but I didn’t want to talk about those in front of everyone. “I definitely owe my thanks to Ms. Jackson,” he said.
“There’s still the matter of Bingo to be discussed,” I said, laughing.
Ivan, as he was putting his shirt back on, turned and asked, “Bingo?”
Viktor, the only one in the know on the matter of Bingo night, just started laughing. “Don’t worry, Ivan. You’re going to love it.”
I tried not to laugh, but couldn’t help myself. Ivan looked so confused. “Ms. Jackson requested that you all accompany her to her friend’s place so she could ‘show you off,’” I said, adding air quotes for effect. “But I suggested Bingo as more of her friends would be there.”
“What is Bingo?” Misha asked.
“It’s a game that old people play. It’s an easy game to play. You’ll catch on quick, don’t worry,” I said, grinning.
