Alexei was the biggest man she had ever seen, Mirage thought looking up at him from under her eyelashes. Victor was big – broad shouldered and tall – but Alexei’s biceps were thicker than her thighs, and he was at least half a head taller than his brother. His black t-shirt with the logo of his company on the left breast and back, was stretched to its limits on him. He had a handgun holstered on his hip, and an earpiece permanently installed in his left ear. His blonde hair was cut military short.
He caught her looking at him and grinned. “Alright?”
“All good,” she looked straight ahead, flushing. Caught checking out her boyfriend’s brother, she scolded herself. At least it had not been the leery sort of checking out, more the holy s**t, you are big, sort of looking. Her mental sel
