heated eyes openly trailed down my body. His gaze did not deny his words. His eyes lit up like he was imagining all the dirty and perverted things he wanted to do to me. Kova made sure I felt every inch of his stare.
"Hot, sweaty, rough sex in ways you have never even dreamed of, until you cannot walk. I had no idea you could look so… so…" He scratched his jaw. "I have no words."
His voice, deep and raspy, heavy with his Russian inflection, glided over me in waves of euphoria I didn't know how to handle. His tongue licked slowly across his bottom lip, and damn was it hot as hell when his eyes met mine again. The warmth of standing so close to his body hit me with a force so strong I wanted to lean into him.
Instead, I swallowed and glanced away. "You can't say those things to me. Not anymore."
"You cannot wear these…these kinds of clothes and not expect me to react."
I ignored his comment. I wasn't sure how to respond without reacting stupidly.
"I'm surprised you came tonight."
He was still looking at me as I stared at the waves. "Why is that?"
I shrugged. "So many reasons why, Kova."
Placing his elbows on the ledge, he leaned in. "I will be honest, when I mentioned it to Kat, she expressed interest and suggested we come. Had she not, we would not be here."
My brows pinched together, and I finally looked at him. My eyes shifted rapidly back and forth at him. Not because he stated he's only here for Katja, but that she wanted to come.
"That's odd. You don't…" My heart began to stammer thinking about all the reasons why she would want to be here. "You don't think she suspects anything, do you?"
"No," he responded quickly. His tender eyes offered me reassurance and I took it. I think I’d always be paranoid about the situation. "Not at all. I truly do not believe she does."
I sighed. "Well, that's a relief. Not that I wouldn't deny it or anything, but God, just the thought scares me half to death."
"And Hayden?"
"He won't utter a word." I knew in my gut he wouldn't.
His eyelids dropped low. "I do not like that he knows."
"You and I both, but I trust him. He won't say a word because he actually respects me and doesn't make promises he can't keep…unlike you." I looked away so I didn't have to see his reaction. "You know, kind of how you promised you wouldn't call Katja malysh, and you still did."
"I guess you are right. Hayden would not utter a word. Even I know that."
He ignored my malysh comment, which annoyed me, but his statement sparked something. I turned toward him and placed a hand on my hip.
"What do you have on Hayden that assures you he won't speak to anyone?"
The corner of his mouth tugged up into a sensual smirk. His eyes grew heavy and a shiver ran up my spine.
"Nothing he did not ask of me…first."
That both confused me and filled me with curiosity.
"What is it?"
He shook his head. "I will never tell. You must ask him if you want to know."
I pursed my lips together. I'd already asked Hayden and was shot down. "Really, Kova? I think we both know I'm capable of keeping secrets."
"But this is not my secret to tell." His lips flattened into a thin, straight line. There was something else he wasn't telling me, a piece missing to this story only Hayden and Kova knew.
I shook my head, annoyed. Gripping the railing, I balanced on the sticks of my heels. "Why are we even here? Please tell me it wasn't because you needed to tell me how amazing I looked tonight."
Without saying a word, Kova stepped close to me, grabbed my arm, and lifted it up.
"Wha—" I stopped mid-sentence and followed his gaze to the nail marks still present on my inner arm.
"Stay out of it," I gritted through my teeth and yanked my arm back.
"I heard your brother explode inside your father's office, then I saw your mother talk to you once you both left. Does she hurt you often?"
That lit a fire under my ass. "It's none of your business."
"What is going on?"
"Why should I tell you anything when you never open up to me? You never do, Kova." My mouth tugged down and I put a hand up. "You know what? Never mind. I've been gone too long and need to get back before someone