Wringing my hands, I step into the elevator with Dmitri, wondering whatthe hell is going on between them. Not just tonight, either—I’m talking ingeneral. At first, I thought they had a very close, really healthy relationship.
Now, I’m not so sure.
I’ve lived with them for weeks now. But now that I think about it, I haven’treally seen much, if any, intimacy between them. There was the time I sawDmitri kiss Bee’s temple, but there was a subtle stiffness there that’s stuckout in my head ever since. It was two people acting out a script, not actingout their feelings.
Or is that just what you want to think? asks the prissy little b***h voice inmy head.
I scowl and snap back to reality as Dmitri holds open the door of his blackPorsche for me outside of the lobby downstairs.
“How
