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stop her from doing the right thing and keeping her word.
“Sorry for leaving without a word earlier,” Toni said quietly. “I had to speak with my uncle regarding a few details about my parents’ relationship.”
“What details?” Anatoli demanded.
Toni didn’t spare him a glance. She wasn’t about to answer to his pushy questions. The guy had no manners. So she looked directly at Dimitri and smiled. “My Kabalevsky relations have their own set of rules about inheritance.”
“They do?” Dimitri sounded thoughtful. He scratched his chin, gazing into the empty fireplace and looking pensive.
“Yes. Apparently it doesn’t matter if the offspring is male or female as long as it has Kabalevsky blood.” She was still trying to fit that knowledge into what she knew of Katya’s situation. “Your sister is having a boy. How long till she delivers?”
“Two months.”
“So my father would have known the sex of the child before my mother’s death,” Toni mused. “It still makes no sense, but I think my father was attempting to have another child in order to circumvent the inheritance laws and get control of my mother’s money.”
Dimitri stood up and held out his hand. “Let’s go take a walk.”
“Okay?” Toni was confused, but she wasn’t going to turn down a chance to spend some time alone with Dimitri. Not that she had any designs on him or anything. At least that was what she kept telling herself. Yet when their fingers laced together she felt a little jolt in her midsection that had nothing to do with nerves and everything to do with the delicious feeling of being close to Dimitri Alkaev.
“Anatoli,” Dimitri began. “Stay in the house. Go find Ivan and do the rounds for the evening.”
“Why?”
“Because I need you to stay out of the way for awhile,” Dimitri said in a frank tone of voice. “And you consistently put your foot in your mouth when it would be better to just be quiet.” Dimitri escorted Toni toward the back door.
“Where are you going?” Anatoli called after them.
“To have yet another little chat with Katya.” Dimitri looked over his shoulder. “I’m tired of her giving me half the answers I need. So I’m just going to keep showing up and asking her different questions until I eventually guess the entire story or she gets tired and gives it to me.”
Toni saw Anatoli’s belligerent stare from the corner of her eye. It was plain to see that the younger brother wasn’t so happy with the older brother’s bossy tone of voice. Unfortunately there was nothing Anatoli could do about it. Yet.
IT WAS A beautiful evening. Dimitri almost wished he and Toni were simply out for a stroll with no other purpose. He wanted to forget about Katya’s untenable situation, the crazy question of what to do about Boris Rustikov, and he especially wanted to forget about his brother’s rising irritation. Anatoli was a ticking time bomb and Dimitri needed to find a way to diffuse him.
“So what is this really about?” Toni wanted to know. She tugged her hand free of his. “I have trouble believing you’ve brought me out here for a romantic walk. Or were you serious about chatting with Katya.”
“I was.” He reached out and snagged her hand once again. “But I’m wondering why you don’t believe me capable of a romantic walk.”
“Oh I didn’t say you’re not capable of it,” she teased. “I said I didn’t believe that was your only motive. I suppose I actually alluded to that more than said it. Or were you just trying to get me alone so we can go make out behind those trees like horny teenagers?”
He laughed. The low husky sound was pleasing to the ear. She was surprised to realize that she was willing to say something silly just to see if she could get him to laugh again. Then he tugged on her hand, breaking into a jog and practically dragging her behind him.
Toni gave up trying to resist and lengthened her stride to keep up. Once they’d cleared the
“Sorry for leaving without a word earlier,” Toni said quietly. “I had to speak with my uncle regarding a few details about my parents’ relationship.”
“What details?” Anatoli demanded.
Toni didn’t spare him a glance. She wasn’t about to answer to his pushy questions. The guy had no manners. So she looked directly at Dimitri and smiled. “My Kabalevsky relations have their own set of rules about inheritance.”
“They do?” Dimitri sounded thoughtful. He scratched his chin, gazing into the empty fireplace and looking pensive.
“Yes. Apparently it doesn’t matter if the offspring is male or female as long as it has Kabalevsky blood.” She was still trying to fit that knowledge into what she knew of Katya’s situation. “Your sister is having a boy. How long till she delivers?”
“Two months.”
“So my father would have known the sex of the child before my mother’s death,” Toni mused. “It still makes no sense, but I think my father was attempting to have another child in order to circumvent the inheritance laws and get control of my mother’s money.”
Dimitri stood up and held out his hand. “Let’s go take a walk.”
“Okay?” Toni was confused, but she wasn’t going to turn down a chance to spend some time alone with Dimitri. Not that she had any designs on him or anything. At least that was what she kept telling herself. Yet when their fingers laced together she felt a little jolt in her midsection that had nothing to do with nerves and everything to do with the delicious feeling of being close to Dimitri Alkaev.
“Anatoli,” Dimitri began. “Stay in the house. Go find Ivan and do the rounds for the evening.”
“Why?”
“Because I need you to stay out of the way for awhile,” Dimitri said in a frank tone of voice. “And you consistently put your foot in your mouth when it would be better to just be quiet.” Dimitri escorted Toni toward the back door.
“Where are you going?” Anatoli called after them.
“To have yet another little chat with Katya.” Dimitri looked over his shoulder. “I’m tired of her giving me half the answers I need. So I’m just going to keep showing up and asking her different questions until I eventually guess the entire story or she gets tired and gives it to me.”
Toni saw Anatoli’s belligerent stare from the corner of her eye. It was plain to see that the younger brother wasn’t so happy with the older brother’s bossy tone of voice. Unfortunately there was nothing Anatoli could do about it. Yet.
IT WAS A beautiful evening. Dimitri almost wished he and Toni were simply out for a stroll with no other purpose. He wanted to forget about Katya’s untenable situation, the crazy question of what to do about Boris Rustikov, and he especially wanted to forget about his brother’s rising irritation. Anatoli was a ticking time bomb and Dimitri needed to find a way to diffuse him.
“So what is this really about?” Toni wanted to know. She tugged her hand free of his. “I have trouble believing you’ve brought me out here for a romantic walk. Or were you serious about chatting with Katya.”
“I was.” He reached out and snagged her hand once again. “But I’m wondering why you don’t believe me capable of a romantic walk.”
“Oh I didn’t say you’re not capable of it,” she teased. “I said I didn’t believe that was your only motive. I suppose I actually alluded to that more than said it. Or were you just trying to get me alone so we can go make out behind those trees like horny teenagers?”
He laughed. The low husky sound was pleasing to the ear. She was surprised to realize that she was willing to say something silly just to see if she could get him to laugh again. Then he tugged on her hand, breaking into a jog and practically dragging her behind him.
Toni gave up trying to resist and lengthened her stride to keep up. Once they’d cleared the
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