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The realization makes me spasm just a little around his softening shaft.
I don’t know how long we stay like this. I don’t really care, if I’m being honest. It’s a rare moment of having everything I want right here, in my arms, and no one is doing anything to rip it all away from me.
Not even Demyen. Who probably doesn’t realizehe’severything I’ve ever wanted.
I sure as shit didn’t realize it until now.
He takes my hand in his, then raises my arm. I frown, only to realize he’s maneuvering my wrist so he can see my watch. “Willow will need us soon.”
I sigh. He’s right. Reluctantly, I ease off him one bit at a time. I’m still a little woozy and disoriented.
“Where are my…? Ah, shit.” I find my thoroughly destroyed panties and dangle them on one finger.
“I’ll take those.” Demyen plucks them from me and stuffs them into his pocket before I have a chance to even try a protest. He calmly tugs his pants back into place and zips himself up the same time he climbs out of the back.
I’m not able to move as quickly, for more obvious reasons. Reasons that I have zero regret over and would gladly do again. So I gingerly roll myself as upright as I can manage, then carefully scoot closer to the edge. My face heats when I realize how much of a… ah,mess… we’ve made.
I’m just praying that my dress hides my sins.
Demyen looks at me for a moment. Then shrugs off his open shirt—buttons still scattered all over the place—and reaches for me.
I’m not prepared for the way he tugs me to the very edge of the seat, and even less prepared for how he suddenly spreads me open on either side of his legs. But then he uses his shirt to clean me up. Slowly. Tenderly. Not saying a word while studying my face and then glancing down to make sure he did a thorough job.
And then he tucks the shirt under his arm and walks away. I swear, just before he rounds the corner, I hear the sound of him whistling.
I’m still vibrating by the time I pull into the school parking lot. I take a moment to check Willow’s new booster seat setup is in place, then shut the door and practically skip up the steps to meet the emerging classes.
One of the admins from our “meeting” smiles at me, but she looks a little confused. “Ms. Everett! How can I help you?”
“I’m just here to pick up Willow,” I respond with my own genuine smile.
“Oh! Oh.” Her brow furrows and she glances back at the office.
My heart drops into my stomach. “Is something wrong?”
Another glance. Her frown deepens. “He didn’t call you? Or anyone from the office?”
I am going to throw up.
I am going. To throw. Up.
I shake my head the few inches I can without actually vomiting on her shoes. I don’t want to hear what I know she’s about to tell me.
“I’m so sorry about the confusion, Ms. Everett. But Willow’s father already picked her up. He said it was police business. We didn’t have a choice.”
7
DEMYEN
I toss my swimming trunks into the suitcase as a last-minute thought. Fiji beckons.
Pavel offered to make the trip for me, but this is one of those things I need to see through myself. Whoever this disgraced medical examiner is, they have information that could lead to my brother’s freedom.
I swore to Tolya that I would not rest until he’s freed.
I intend to keep my promise.
I haven’t told Clara about my little trip. But just the daydream of her in a bikini on the warm, sandy beach is distracting enough to make me forget what I’m doing. I really can’t afford that.
