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Katerina’s eyes widen and she slaps my shoulder. “Shut up, I didn’t.”
“Baby, you were right beside me on the bed and I remember it vividly.”
Her eyes widen even further and it takes me a second to discern the expression on her face. Then I realize what I called her and now I’m the one feeling horrified.
“Fuck,” I mutter. “That just slipped out, princess.”
She shakes her head. “It’s fine. No biggie.”
To avoid looking at me, I’m sure, she heads towards the large fridge in the corner of the kitchen, pulling out two tubs of ice-cream. I’m left standing there, berating myself for being such a fucking idiot. Calling her that used to be as easy as breathing. But that was before. A long time ago. I guess I just forgot.
“It comes with the position,” Katerina suddenly says while fishing out two plates.
“What?” I question.
“The fear. When I was younger, Collete was the one that took care of me when I was sick. She made sure Sophia and I were always well fed and happy. I wouldn’t say she was a mother figure but she was pretty darn close. But in recent years, her affection has become much more muted. Especially since I became Don. It’s also necessary. If they don’t fear me, then they don’t respect me.”
“I see,” I mutter, moving towards the kitchen island.
I grab two elevated stools so we can sit on it, while Katerina starts to dish out the ice-cream. She places a bowl of strawberry ice-cream in front of me and I try not to make a face at the mint-chocolate chip in her plate. She notices regardless.
“Don’t be judgmental about my ice cream,” she says waving a spoon in my face.
“I’m trying but I seriously have no idea how you and Nate eat that shit. It tastes like toothpaste.”
“Maybe we’re the ones with good taste and you just don’t get our refined palate.”
“Refined palate? Over mint flavored ice cream. That’s funny.”
She rolls her eyes before taking a bite and I try not to stare too hard as her tongue darts out to lick her spoon. And imagine what else her tongue could be licking or where it could be. Specifically inside my mouth. Or against my cock. My eyes close momentarily as it twitches in my pants.
Fuck, I’m horny.
Coming here was such a bad idea. Katerina seems oblivious though. She looks to the side, offering me a small smile. Her eyes are light and at ease. Her guards are completely lowered. It’s moments like this the somehow manage to take my breath away, how easy it is.
She’s telling me about her time in law school when Rico suddenly walks into the kitchen. He arches an eyebrow at the sight of the both of us.
“Hey. I was told I’d find you here. I was also told you had a guest,” he states. “I see both statements were correct.”
“Hi, Rico,” Katerina says with a smile. “Xander’s here for a visit.”
I offer him a short nod, “What’s up man?”
He is not impressed. I understand though. Rico’s like an overprotective elder brother. I would know considering I’m one as well. He does not like me. I’m sure he likes my relationship with his cousin even less.
“I’m good,” he murmurs, gaze trailing over our faces. His eyes land on the ice-cream with a frown. “So what is this, a date?”
“No,” Katerina quickly replies. “We’re just hanging out. You’re welcome to join.”
His frown deepens. “Kat, you know he’s not meant to be here.”
“Why not?” she shrugs.
“Because if your Papa finds out, it’ll be a whole issue,” Rico states. “Don’t forget your priorities, cousin. The situation is already complicated enough.”
The last part is said in Italian. Unfortunately for Rico, I understand and can speak the language perfectly. I don’t give any inclination that I can though. But judging by the smirk, Katerina throws my way, she knows.
“You need to relax, Rico. I’m allowed to have a little fun, am I not?” she asks, continuing the conversation in Italian.
