I was sucking up to him and we both knew it. Here we were at the entrance of our building looking at the bushes because I requested him to.
Yes, requested.
I knew when not to push him and I had pushed him to last a life time. It was not every day a Russian Mafia family points their g*n at you. My hands unconsciously tightened on his neck. And his hand under my... well, his t-shirt rubbed my stomach in a soothing way.
Oh, I was no stupid, there would be repercussions... serious ones. But no one said I could not butter him up to lessen the intensity.
“Let us go to our home?” He mumbled on my cheeks.
“Will you take me out tomorrow?” I was not lying when I said I was dying in that room cooped up all day.
He stared at me for very long time but I did not back off.
“Yes.”
I smiled, and l
