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a way that wouldn’t bring yet more drama, she opted for silence and let her body do the talking instead. In response to the desperation in his tone, she gave him a long, warm, soft kiss, worshiping his mouth with her own. It felt very odd to kiss Alex with her taking the lead, but it was still heavenly.
    Soon the ember of arousal was heating the skin between her legs, her clit sensitizing with each stroke of his tongue. But when he turned the kiss carnal by grabbing her ass with his big hands and lifting her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist, she caught fire. Pouring all of her anger, her fear, her confusion into the kiss, she tried to show him how desperate he’d made her, how much she’d missed him. He might be good at saying it with words, but she wasn’t.
    So she gentled the kiss again and he allowed it, but still seduced her with his mouth. Emotions built between them and she reveled in the feeling of being connected to him, in allowing herself to love him, and believe that this time she wouldn’t be torn away. It may not be the total devotion he wanted, but it would take time for her mind to accept the reality of her life and convince her reluctant heart to trust him again.
    He lightly broke their kiss, nuzzling his nose against hers before pulling back altogether.
    “Come, prinsessa moya , it is time to go to our home in Moscow. Tatiana will be here tomorrow and I would like you well rested before you see her again. It will help her adjust if you have energy and help your body get used to a new time zone. I want her to be happy here, badly, but I fear the only practice I have had with little girls was my sister, and that was long ago.”
    His voice thickened and she could practically feel him battling tears. “Alex, it will be all right. You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to introduce you to our daughter.”
    “What does…does she know who I am?”
    “Not really. When she asks about you, I always tell her that you have important business far, far away helping people and can’t come home until it’s done.” She swallowed nervously, knowing he wouldn’t like the next part. “To the rest of the world, I was a widow. You were dead, slain by a tragic heart attack at a young age right before I had Tatiana. My—my nanny Gwen, who’s the closest thing I had to a family, thought you were dead as well, so she may be a bit freaked out when she sees you.”
    She tensed, waiting for his outburst, but he merely rubbed his fingertips over her cheek as he smiled. “Then I will know what it feels like to be you, yes? To my friends you are dead, and to your friends I am dead. Between the two of us we will cause quite the sensation.”
    Unexpected laughter escaped her and she gazed up into his light-gray eyes, warm and delicious love filling her. “I’ve missed you.”
    “I have been missing half of my heart for five years, and it has finally returned to me. The love I have for you consumes me, makes me feel alive. It has been so long since I’ve done anything more than exist merely to protect my brother and people.” He lowered his head and brushed his lips ever so gently over hers, making her breath come out in a shaky exhale. “We must leave this place before I disgrace you by fucking you in this disgusting room.”
    The throb of her clit argued that they could maybe have a quickie without touching any surfaces, but her mind insisted she didn’t want to give all the men outside the thin walls of this room a show with the sounds Alex always wrenched from her. “Yeah, I’d rather not.”
    He held her hand tightly in his as they left the room, keeping her close to his side. Their bodyguards fell into place, Zoya in the front, Maks and Luka in the back on either side. They formed an odd triangle of protection around them, and she would be lying if she didn’t admit having them there made her feel better. Alex gave her hand a small squeeze before he led her out into the warm—by Russian