Vlad
She’s dangerous.
I know what she’s up to. She’s trying to wrap me around that pretty little finger of hers.
It’s what she excels at.
I know this trap. It’s the one all women work. They use their beauty, their s*x appeal. They weave a web to ensnare you and then your balls are in a vise.
That’s how Mika’s mother got herself to America. How my mother ingratiated herself to Victor. How Sabina nearly got me killed.
And yet it’s impossible for me to refuse. I’m already addicted to being near her, and all the more if she’s playing nice.
I sit beside her and watch her drain her seltzer. I could’ve sworn she wanted wine, but maybe she can’t with the diabetes. I go and get the seltzer bottle and refill her glass and she murmurs her thanks and takes one more sip.
I watch her, fascinate
