says. "You were right: I am succe
ble,
nd I clench my legs together. "I'm surrounded by people who know exactly how to act
ntan
from our psycho mother and had her move in with me. But I doubt that "let a fourteen-y
ke to keep thi
down. I mean, fate got me bumped to first class and then plopped
rough something resembling flirting,
d clamp my hand d
fingernail indents in his skin by the time I peel my hand off, but I'm too
eryone to stay calm. But I barely hear him.
in his unreasonably se
to be cute or funny or charming. I should just say a single w
anything. I'm in fight or
little quip to impress him. But instead, I sha
over him. "I'm going to be
urprised when she sees me hop up again.
No, ma'am. You need to sit down right now. If you'r
p. It feels like my lungs are
think. Though that i
sit down," sh
ing at an air marshal coming to tie me up in duct t
art is ra
lane keep shaking?" I
ns. "You're causing
hind me says. I don't need to
me Stranger-formerly known as Russian Guy-is witnessing this
y middle, holding me steady. I sink into his war
throom," he
e to Handsome Stranger's charms and/or implied threats. Her fa
en. "I don't want any more trouble.
he small space, and pulls
n the small bathroom together, there is only him. He smells like peppermint an
ng to be sic
shocked by how clos
rms. "If you're going to t
allowing audibly
nic attack," he say
grasp. "I h
y are yo
n my own, and the client is apparently a huge asshole, so I'm stressed and then this goddamn plane keeps hitting goddamn tur
me onto the sink, steps between my
e brain goes
nd I can't think about anything except th
y.
my back, pulling me closer to him as his tongue probes into my mouth. I moan like-shit
rything and I jerk away from him. I clap my h
hough. They're perfectl
s that?"
," he says.
s are very much visible through my thin cotto
worked so well that I'm not sure any other
s for that. I guess. I needed that. A
sh I had run my hands through his hair while I had the chan
in movies? To break
y reason you thi
an't admit to wanting this stranger. I b
s out and swipes his thumb over my ch
t talk to peop
e wh
oon as the words are out of my mouth. "I mean, like, asking p
kol
are that he is still standing betwe
has a mysterious, handsome name.
rops it on my thigh. His fingers burn
el
. "Then you should be used to people c
n, panic rising up in me. I
you feel responsible for me. Since I accidentally fell on your lap. But I absolve you of your chivalrous
't say a
n eye ope
e a bad judge of ch
he means, Nikolai slides his hand b
d I'm definitely not fuck
f his palm. I chase the pleasure that has been building
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