the note, then I looked up at him. This was originally how I found out about his contradicting emotions and how everything really began between us.
He lifted the paper higher toward me. "Take it, please. Read it when I leave."
A light bulb went off in my head. "I have an idea." I reached for his forearm and turned, pulling him behind me to follow me to the spare bedroom. Once in the room, I backed him up to a decorative chair and pushed him to sit next to the desk.
He looked up in confusion.
Unless I had homework and wanted a change of scenery, I barely came into this room. It was like a store-all. I began rummaging through the shelves in my unorganized closet. One day I'd clean it up, just not today.
"Do you need some help?" Kova offered. I twisted over with my backside to him and glanced over my shoulder, his penetrating eyes took in every inch of my skin like he was concentrating hard. He dragged his teeth along the bottom of his plump lip, lewd thoughts danced in his animalistic eyes. We were forbidden chemistry. A lethal attraction.
With Kova, I had this dark desire to always want to be his little vixen and attract all his attention. I'd do anything for it.
Pretending I had an itch, I dragged my fingers across the back of my thigh. I could feel his searing gaze follow my hand across my bare skin, still only in panties and a shirt that rode up my back. At this angle, I knew if I leaned any lower that he'd be able to see my breasts. The possibility of events that could occur after floated through my mind.
"What did you say?" I pretended to not hear him the first time.
Kova cleared his throat and ran a hand over his mouth. "Do you need help finding something?"
"Nope. I got it." I feigned innocence and smiled.
A few seconds later, I pulled out a small spiral-bound notebook. It was a gift Avery had given me when she came to visit last year for my birthday.
I walked back to the desk and pulled the top drawer open to search for a pen. Kova's eyes hadn't left my body. A modest smile curved my lips. I leaned down and penned a few salacious thoughts to paper.
It was genius and inconspicuous, and the perfect solution to get him to open up.
Thirty-Eight
I stuck a pen through the spirals of the notebook and stepped between Kova's spread thighs.
He immediately invited me to his lap and I handed him the notebook with a lazy smile. God, I loved how natural we were when no one was around. My heart was so full and content.
With a deep sigh, I inhaled his subtle scent that followed him everywhere. A sophisticated yet highly seductive fragrance that was cozy, warm, and all man. Kova's hand immediately palmed the curve of my hip, his fingers rested on my pelvis. They slid back and forth across my sensitive skin until the tips were under my lacy elastic. I basked in it.
"Any time you have something on your mind, something you want to say but can't, write it down. We'll both write stuff down and swap the notebook back and forth."
Kova glanced down. "This is probably the worst idea you have ever had," he said in a heavy lilt.
I turned toward him, bringing my knee up and resting my ankle on his inner thigh. Kova shifted me closer to him, his fingers pressing into my hips and staying there like it was the most normal thing in the world for us. Our gazes met, he wasn't backing down.
"You can't seem to communicate like a normal person and when you do, you hurt people. Writing it down is the only option for you."
Kova leaned forward. "And what do you think will happen when someone reads it? What if it got into the wrong hands?"
I shrugged and placed a hand on his firm chest. It was obvious how this would work.
"We never mention names. Never write my name and I'll never write yours. Don’t use the words coach and gymnast. No one would know whose it is if lost and found. It's a perfect idea."
"No," he whispered, then transitioned to Russian. Kova shook his head and peeped down at the notebook before giving me an unimpressed look. "I do not like this idea one bit. It is too risky."
"Oh, but your porn videos were a brilliant idea," I said sarcastically, slightly