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I let out a soft laugh. “Yes, we most definitely do.”
“But I don’t want to.” She kisses me again, giving my top lip a soft suck that has my dick threatening to bust straight through my damn pants.
“I don’t want to either, and that’s exactly why we have to.”
“Fine,” she sighs, and I smile at the pouty tone of her voice, “I’ll stop but only if you promise me something.”
“And what’s that?”
“That you won’t go back to hiding from me. We can hide things from the others for now, but you can’t hide yourself from me.” Her fingers trail down the side of my face. “Not anymore.”
“I’ve never hidden from you, Alina. You’re the only person I haven’t hidden from.”
She smiles, and it lights up her whole face. Once again I’m stunned by her beauty, and all I can do is stare. Knowing everyone is going to be at the club for a while to make sure Anatoly and Grisha are taken care of, I carry Alina to the couch and sit down. She raises a brow at me and looks down at the way she’s now straddling my lap. Her dress has ridden up even more, and the sight has me letting out a groan.
“I thought you said we needed to stop.”
“We do.” I say the words, but at the same time I’m pulling her closer until we’re kissing again and nothing else matters.
I lose myself in her—the taste of her, the feel of her body against mine and the softness of her lips, the sound of her whimpers, the sweet scent of her, and the way she’s gently grinding against my cock. It’s all I can think about. She consumes every part of me, leaving no room for anything else. The memories of the fire that killed my mom and sister and would’ve taken my own life if not for Vitaly no longer haunt me, the rage I feel towards my dad for starting the damn fire because he was drunk leaves me, and the painful memories of my burnt body disappear. Nothing else can exist when Alina is kissing me. She chases it all away.
I don’t know how long we stay on the couch kissing, but it doesn’t feel nearly long enough when my phone buzzes, forcing me to break away.
“Fuck, I’m sorry.” I dig my phone out of my pocket and read the text that Vitaly’s just sent.
If you’re naked, get dressed. We’re on our way. P.S., You’re welcome for buying Alina that black dress.
“Fucker,” I mutter with a laugh before showing Alina the text.
“Unfortunately, we’re not naked.”
I smile and cup the back of her head, nuzzling my nose along her neck. I breathe her in and kiss a line along her throat.
“I do love the dress,” I admit. “I just don’t want you wearing it for anyone but me.”
Her fingers run through my hair, and I hear the smile in her voice when she says, “Deal. The black birthday dress is officially just for you.”
“Thank you.” I give her neck one last kiss. “Please go put something else on before they get here.”
Smiling, she gives me another kiss before leaving my lap and heading towards the room she always stays in, the one she chose that’s right across from mine. While she’s changing, the front door opens and my brothers walk in. Alina and Roman are the only two who are actually blood-related, but we’re a family all the same.
Vitaly walks in, scanning the room with a big smile on his face. Lev is right behind him not looking nearly as happy.
“Everything go okay?” I ask.
Vitaly laughs. “Yeah, Anatoly and Grisha are no longer a problem.” He looks over at Lev and laughs again. “Someone’s just grumpy because they didn’t get to kill anybody.”
“Maybe if you hadn’t hogged it all,” Lev mutters, plopping down on the couch next to me so he can start setting up the new gaming system he bought for Alina.
Vitaly grabs a bag of chips and sits down on the other side of me. “I offered to let you kick him. It’s not my fault you didn’t take me up on it. Plus, I’m going to let you beat me in the racing game, remember? Fun times are headed your way, Lev.”
Lev laughs and shakes his head, clearly unable to stay pissed at Vitaly. Hell, no one can stay mad at him for long.
He leans in closer to me. “So, did you give Alina a special present while we were gone? Did you make her birthday a memorable one?”
I’m just about to tell him to fuck off when Roman says, “Much more appropriate, Alina. Now I can relax and not worry about my baby sister.”
I look over to see Alina standing near the hallway and realize how wrong Roman is. He may not need to worry about her being in danger, but there’s a lot of things I want to do to his sister that I’m guessing he’d probably never forgive me for. Her face is freshly scrubbed, and she’s wearing her plaid, flannel pajama bottoms and the red hoodie I gave her earlier. She’s just as beautiful as she was with makeup and wearing that tiny dress, and all I can think about is getting her back in my lap.
