Chapter 13
***Nite’s POV***
Her scent filled his nose as he woke, coaxing a subconscious groan from him. Volkov was silent for once and it was peaceful until she stirred, releasing a pitiful sound and jerking upright. With a deep, frustrated inhale, Nite ran a hand over his beard and grunted impatiently.
“Shut the f**k up already.” Her audible gasp only made the irritation worse as he began a small growl, “I don’t want to repeat myself.” The way she suddenly sucked her bottom lip made him want to pounce on her right there, but the thought disgusted him. Volkov growled at Nite’s reaction as he stood and tried to make a quick escape to the bathroom to wash his face.
“Your bags were unloaded in the armoire across from you.” He slammed the door to finish the sentence.
