RUSLAN
She’s still lying naked across my bed when the phone rings. Kirill’s name flashes across the lockscreen, which makes me frown. He wouldn’t be calling at this time of the night unless there was something to report.
“What’s going on?”
“I’m at Alcazar and, buddy, you won’t believe who’s here.”
Emma turns over and the moonlight catches the curve of her ass. I lose myself imagining biting down on the perfect swell of her cheek, so I miss the next thing Kirill says.
“… was, uh, not the reaction I was expecting.”
Emma sighs as she stretches. She’s facedown on the bed, but the hint of her breast peeking out from under her arm threatens to distract me again. I sit up and turn away.
“I didn’t catch that last part.”
There’s a beat of silence. “Damn, is she still there?”
“Kirill.”
“Ri
