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expected over here. It’s—”
“The Russian way. So you keep repeating.” She rolled her eyes but smiled. His matter-of-fact arrogance was natural, not feigned, and totally endearing.
“See, you keep showing your utter perfection by understanding me so well already. My mother will surely recognize this. And if not, fear not, I will protect you.”
Her lips pursed. “It seems like our families have some things in common.” Her dad went cuckoo over family matters too. A good thing the national park was close to their house and possessed a deep ravine. Otherwise, they might have never gotten to hug their daddy growing up.
She tried to bring their conversation back on track. “We seem to have wandered. So you drugged me, then had your goons somehow kidnap me.”
“It took many rubles to convince them to dress as women, and Viktor has asked for a bonus since a male guest took certain liberties with his person.”
Men dressed as women? A certain pair of ugly cousins and the Jell-O shots they pushed on her made her grimace. I walked right into it. Not a hint of warning, even from her inner feline.
No need to tell her to hang her head. Someone was feeling embarrassed.
“If you had henchmen doing everything, then what were you doing? Yapping on your phone nefariously plotting?”
“While twisting my imaginary mustache and laughing evilly?” He snorted. “Not quite, little kitten. Given I didn’t know how this attempt would go, I elected to rejuvenate myself.”
‘You slept?”
“Yes. I do not know why you sound so offended. You slept too.”
“Because I was drugged.”
“Think of it as synchronizing our schedules. I know my brilliant wisdom is sometimes hard to follow, but you’ll get used to it.”
“I will?”
He smiled with utmost confidence. “Yes. But you are distracting me. You wanted the whole tale. My men drove you to a prearranged airstrip, where they smuggled you aboard my jet within a crate packed amidst some oranges.” Which explained the citrus scent that clung to her.
“Where you with them?”
“I wish.” He made a face. “Unfortunately, I had to delay my departure from the ranch, lest I draw suspicion. You should be commiserating with me.”
“Why?”
“I had to put up with your family at breakfast.” How aggrieved he sounded. “Your disappearance was noted, and can you believe they accused me?” The affront in his tone was genuine.
“But you did it.”
“Well, yes, I did, however, the nerve. Accusing a guest at their breakfast table.”
“Let me guess. Daddy attacked you.”
“We might have exchanged some physical words. Given my treatment, I took my leave and boarded my private jet. We picked you up then flew to the coast. During that flight, I planned our wedding, arranging for a clergy-minded friend of the family to perform the ceremony. As to the rest of our incredible and, yes, you can say it, romantic tale, you know what happened next.”
“Yeah, you drugged me and brought me…” She peeked around. “I still don’t know where we are.”
“Moscow, little kitten, but we shall not be here for long. I popped us into this suite by the airstrip while they refuel and file my flight plan. I’d hoped you’d wake before now.”
“Why?”
“So we could consummate our commitment to each other.” Said with a completely straight face.
I am married to a whackjob. A cute one, but still… “You are utterly mad. We aren’t consummating anything. Maybe in your world, this is romantic, but in mine, this gets you arrested.” Which, damn him, was actually kind of romantic. Yet it still begged a question. “I’m still not clear why you’d go through this much trouble. Wouldn’t it have been easier to maybe ask me out on a few dates, charm me with your personality, and then pop the question?”
“Dating takes too much time. I wanted you. I took you. You’re mine.”
She shivered. Women’s lib could say what it wanted. Being claimed by a sexy male
“The Russian way. So you keep repeating.” She rolled her eyes but smiled. His matter-of-fact arrogance was natural, not feigned, and totally endearing.
“See, you keep showing your utter perfection by understanding me so well already. My mother will surely recognize this. And if not, fear not, I will protect you.”
Her lips pursed. “It seems like our families have some things in common.” Her dad went cuckoo over family matters too. A good thing the national park was close to their house and possessed a deep ravine. Otherwise, they might have never gotten to hug their daddy growing up.
She tried to bring their conversation back on track. “We seem to have wandered. So you drugged me, then had your goons somehow kidnap me.”
“It took many rubles to convince them to dress as women, and Viktor has asked for a bonus since a male guest took certain liberties with his person.”
Men dressed as women? A certain pair of ugly cousins and the Jell-O shots they pushed on her made her grimace. I walked right into it. Not a hint of warning, even from her inner feline.
No need to tell her to hang her head. Someone was feeling embarrassed.
“If you had henchmen doing everything, then what were you doing? Yapping on your phone nefariously plotting?”
“While twisting my imaginary mustache and laughing evilly?” He snorted. “Not quite, little kitten. Given I didn’t know how this attempt would go, I elected to rejuvenate myself.”
‘You slept?”
“Yes. I do not know why you sound so offended. You slept too.”
“Because I was drugged.”
“Think of it as synchronizing our schedules. I know my brilliant wisdom is sometimes hard to follow, but you’ll get used to it.”
“I will?”
He smiled with utmost confidence. “Yes. But you are distracting me. You wanted the whole tale. My men drove you to a prearranged airstrip, where they smuggled you aboard my jet within a crate packed amidst some oranges.” Which explained the citrus scent that clung to her.
“Where you with them?”
“I wish.” He made a face. “Unfortunately, I had to delay my departure from the ranch, lest I draw suspicion. You should be commiserating with me.”
“Why?”
“I had to put up with your family at breakfast.” How aggrieved he sounded. “Your disappearance was noted, and can you believe they accused me?” The affront in his tone was genuine.
“But you did it.”
“Well, yes, I did, however, the nerve. Accusing a guest at their breakfast table.”
“Let me guess. Daddy attacked you.”
“We might have exchanged some physical words. Given my treatment, I took my leave and boarded my private jet. We picked you up then flew to the coast. During that flight, I planned our wedding, arranging for a clergy-minded friend of the family to perform the ceremony. As to the rest of our incredible and, yes, you can say it, romantic tale, you know what happened next.”
“Yeah, you drugged me and brought me…” She peeked around. “I still don’t know where we are.”
“Moscow, little kitten, but we shall not be here for long. I popped us into this suite by the airstrip while they refuel and file my flight plan. I’d hoped you’d wake before now.”
“Why?”
“So we could consummate our commitment to each other.” Said with a completely straight face.
I am married to a whackjob. A cute one, but still… “You are utterly mad. We aren’t consummating anything. Maybe in your world, this is romantic, but in mine, this gets you arrested.” Which, damn him, was actually kind of romantic. Yet it still begged a question. “I’m still not clear why you’d go through this much trouble. Wouldn’t it have been easier to maybe ask me out on a few dates, charm me with your personality, and then pop the question?”
“Dating takes too much time. I wanted you. I took you. You’re mine.”
She shivered. Women’s lib could say what it wanted. Being claimed by a sexy male
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