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“Ow, will you stop that?” I hiss, swatting her hand away.
“Not until you tell me everything!” Martha insists, green eyes bright with curiosity. “I want details!”
I sigh, knowing she won’t let this go until I satisfy her nosiness. “It just... happened. He showed up at my dorm yesterday, and things happened… a lot of things.” I feel my cheeks heating.
“Was he good?” Martha asks eagerly, scooting closer. “Did he rock your world? Give me the dirty details!”
I actually giggle at her enthusiasm. “It was... intense,” I admit. “He definitely knew what he was doing in the bedroom department.”
Martha fans herself dramatically. “Girl, look at you getting your world rocked by the hot Bratva man! I’m kinda jealous.” She pouts.
“Oh please, like you even care. You just met Ivan and you’re already trying to climb him like a tree,” I tease.
Martha tosses her hair with a grin. “What can I say, I appreciate a strong, silent hottie.”
I roll my eyes and stand up, swinging my bag over my shoulder. “Come on, we should head to the library to study for next week’s test.”
Martha groans but follows me out of the lecture hall. “Ugh studying, so boring. I’d rather dish about your spicy love affair!”
I shake my head, laughing as we walk across the quad towards the library. “Maybe later. Right now, we need to focus if we want to pass this test.”
Martha heaves a dramatic sigh. “Fiiine. But don’t think you’re off the hook, missy. I expect a full debriefing later!”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
DIMITRI
Islide into the driver’s seat of my black SUV, tossing the takeout bags onto the passenger seat next to Ivan. He raises an eyebrow at me as I start the engine.
“What?” I ask gruffly, pulling out of the parking lot.
“Nothing,” Ivan says, though his tone suggests otherwise. “It’s just I don’t think I’ve ever seen you leave a meeting early to grab takeout before. Especially not to bring to someone else.”
I grip the steering wheel tighter, keeping my eyes fixed on the road. “I was hungry. The food there was shit.”
“Uh huh,” Ivan says skeptically. “So this has nothing to do with a certain Italian girl we both know who spends all her time in the library?”
I don’t respond, which is response enough for Ivan. He chuckles.
“Look, I’m happy for you, cuz. It’s about time you went after something you really want.”
“It’s not like that,” I mutter.
“Oh yeah? Then what’s it like?”
I hesitate. Ivan’s right, of course. This thing with Sara – it’s new territory for me. I’ve always taken what I wanted through intimidation and force. But Sara – she’s different. I want her desperately. But I also want her to want me back.
“Dimitri?” Ivan prompts.
“I don’t know, alright?” I snap. “I just... I need to see her. To talk to her.”
Ivan nods thoughtfully. “You really care about this girl, don’t you?”
I grip the wheel tighter, anger flashing through me. “Shut the fuck up, Ivan.”
He holds up his hands in mock surrender. “Hey man, just making an observation. It’s nice to see this side of you.”
I scoff but feel my anger subsiding. Ivan’s always been able to get under my skin, even as a kid. But he’s also the closest thing I have to a real friend.
