Natalie was sitting at her dresser mirror dutifully straightening her long hair piece by piece. Mikhail was sprawled out on the couch watching TV, flicking through the news channels when Vince knocked and entered.
“Is Mikhail in here…?” Vince asked as he first saw Natalie then turned and saw Mikhail, who was grinning at him.
“Is this the way it’s going to be now?” Vince asked causing Natalie to put the hair straighteners down and turn to regard Mikhail with a raised eyebrow.
“That’s up to him.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m giving him what he needs…closeness calms him.”
“So he just moves into your room with you?” Vince growled incredulously.
“For the moment…”
“I am sitting right there…” Mikhail said sarcastically.
“I know…and you shouldn’t be.” Vince grumbled.
Natalie growled. “What
