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Well…crap. If she hadn’t realized Viktor was Michael’s dad before now, she sure as hell did just then. I coughed into my fist and plowed on.
The rest of the meeting flew past in fifteen minutes. By the end of it, I was almost feeling hopeful. The auctions were going to have as much security as a bank between his men and our security staff. Hopefully, we wouldn’t need them. But if we did, I was confident we would be able to contain any problems.
Like one of his guys being drunk on the job. And whatever else was going on in that situation. Sitting here watching it all play out reminded me of just how little I really knew about Viktor.
“Well, I think that concludes things for today—” I began, but stopped short at the slight shake of Viktor’s head.
“Not quite,” he said evenly, before flicking his wrist almost absently towards the man sitting beside him. “Brothers, please give us a moment alone.”
The beefy man beside him shifted his tie once more and gave him a half-startled look, before the two men promptly left without a word. As the door swung firmly shut behind them, I noticed them stationed on either side of the frame in almost military fashion.
“Um,” I managed after a moment, “is everything alright?”
“Better than alright,” Viktor replied, and his smile widened and warmed his eyes. “Stand up for me, please.”
I blinked. “Uh…”
But when he just raised a brow, I found my body obeying him without conscious thought.
He lifted two fingers and gestured me over with a decisive flick, eyes never leaving mine, and I felt an immediate heat flood my body and pool in my lower belly. Jesus, how did he always affect me like this when he barely even did anything?
Once more my traitorous feet obeyed his wordless command, and when his fingers enveloped my wrist and tugged, I slipped onto his lap without any hesitation.
“I…don’t think this is very appropriate for the office,” I managed to mumble, though I was caught entirely in his smoldering gaze.
“No-one will enter,” he replied confidently. “Trust me.”
“I do.” The words slipped from my lips unbidden, but the way his expression seemed to soften at hearing them made it so that I couldn’t quite regret saying it.
“Good,” he whispered, before taking my chin between his fingers and drawing me down for a pantie-melting kiss.
***
I’m not in love with him, I reminded myself after we said our goodbyes and I watched him walk out the door.I barely know him. This is infatuation. I shouldn’t dress it up as anything more than what it is. Especially when Michael’s well-being still needs to be my first priority.
I was still putting away my papers and straightening the chairs when Marcie came back, walking into my office with her eyes wide and her mouth just a little open. I sighed and braced myself for what was coming.
“So, uh, when were you going to tell me that the rich Russian guy is Michael’s dad?” she asked as soon as she closed my office door.
My smile was half wince. “When I figured out how the heck to talk about it?”
She let out a little laugh. “Well, will you at least give me the basics?”
“I met him back before he ever became a client. We had a one-night stand. I’d never done that before and I was embarrassed. We fell out of touch, and I let it happen. Then I found out I was pregnant.”
Her eyes widened even more. “Does he know?”
“He does now, that we’re back in touch. We’re figuring out what to do about it.” I sighed and sat back down while she grabbed the chair the big guy had been sitting in. “Whether we end up together or not, we’ll figure something out to benefit Michael.”
“Oh man. Telling him after four years must have been awkward.”
I laughed, some of my tension dissipating now that my sanitized version of the truth was finally out in the open. “You’re not kidding. I’m just really glad he took it well and wants to do right by his son.”
“And you,” she reminded, as if I would forget.
“And me. But we don’t know yet what that part’s going to look like either.” I couldn’t even figure out what I wanted it to look like. Friends and co-parents…with benefits? Love? Marriage? Ridiculous. The man lived in a completely different world than we did.
But apparently, my body hadn’t gotten the message. And I was worried that my heart was just as stupid.
