“Mr. Lennox did not spend the night. He is still in his own suite.”
“What, do you have trackers on everyone?” How does he know all of this?
“I have team members on them,” he answers simply as he stands.
“Oh. I guess that is your job,” I mumble. With the way Mr. Lennox is acting and the text Nathan sent me, the man wants our Smooth for more than a one-night thing. He is playing for keeps. I bet Smooth has no idea how into her Lennox really is. The man followed her around all day yesterday. If he wasn't with her then I could see him putting a guard on her. He treated her like precious cargo.
“I’ll escort you over.”
“No, I’m good.” I reach for his hand to get my hair tie back. It is my last one. My others have all broken or gone missing. I keep forgetting to get a new stack. His fingers tangle with mine. “I wasn't going to hold your hand. I am trying to get my hair tie,” I tell him but don’t try and break free of our locked hands. I probably couldn't even if I tried. That’s the lie I’m currently telling myself anyway. Victor doesn’t need to know that I enjoy him holding my hand. That the slightest touch from him has my panties getting damp. That there isn’t much that I wouldn’t let him do to me. He keeps calling me Kotyonok and all I want to do is lie in his lap and have him pet me all day.
“Da. You are good.” He licks his lips. “More than good.” He keeps his face so straight I almost miss the sexual innuendo he’s slipped in there. I won’t be able to resist him for long if he continues to speak to me the way he does. Who am I kidding? I’m not even trying to resist him. He keeps asking me for kisses and I keep giving them to him.
“My kisses are more than good?” I find myself asking. He leads me by the hand out of his office. I’d forgotten I am supposed to be going to check on Smooth. The kiss yesterday went on forever, even though it felt like it was mere seconds. It seemed to be over too quick but my watch said otherwise. I’d gotten lost in one of Victor’s kisses for almost an hour. I didn't think people could kiss that long but what the heck do I really know about kissing? I guess I am making up for lost time. I wondered what he thought of our kiss. When I pulled away I couldn't read his face. He’d put me back on my feet and I all but ran from the suite at that point.
“There is no word to describe them.” I watch his eyebrows furrow for a second. He’s really thinking about it. “It is not of this earth. Heaven maybe,” he concludes.
“Heaven.” I repeat the word. Being described as that makes me feel warm all over.
“My own personal heaven.” I almost trip over my feet when he says that. I never know what he is going to say or do next. “Kotyonok. Are those sandals hard to walk in? The chain in it is pretty but not at the expense of you hurting yourself.” I have on sandals which have a thin chain that falls over the top of my foot. It leads to a ring that goes around my toe to keep the sandals on my feet. It’s not the sandals that make me stumble but Victor’s words. No one has ever spoken such lovely things about me.
“It’s fine.” I don’t tell him that it’s him that almost made me fall on my face as we continue to walk toward Smooth’s place. I’m not sure how he would handle knowing that he’s the reason I’m suddenly clumsy. The thought of him disappearing forever so he isn’t harmful to me crosses my mind for a quick second. It wouldn’t surprise me if he went to that extreme. I never know what crazy thing he’s going to do next as my self-proclaimed protector. Believe me, I’m not complaining that he wants to follow me around, tell me nice things about myself and kiss me senseless. I’d have to be an idiot to complain about it. I keep my thoughts to myself to play it safe. I don’t want him going anywhere and I sure as heck don’t want those lips leaving either.
“Kotyonok. What brings this pinkness to your cheeks?”
Although I’ve tried to hide my thoughts, my attraction to him shows on my face. I realize now that I’ll never be able to keep anything from him.
I lick my lips, drawing his eyes there. His gaze travels from my lips down to the necklace that I can feel against my skin. I really didn't put up much of a fight when it came to permanently wearing it.
“You want more kisses?” he asks, stepping closer to me. We’ve stopped walking and I notice we’re outside of Smooth’s place.
“I didn't say that.” I reach out and knock on the door.
“You go.” I look over and see a man I hadn't noticed a moment ago turning to lea
ve. In my defense, Victor is giant and can block a lot of things in your line of sight. More so if you barely measure in over five foot.
I knock again but nothing. “Open it for me.” I motion to the locked door.
“You know the price, Kotyonok.” I roll my eyes but tilt my head up to offer him my mouth in fake annoyance. My heart is already racing with excitement as Victor takes his kiss. I let out a moan when my feet again leave the floor as he kisses me deeply. I have to fight myself to not cling to him. The kiss ends before I want it to and he puts me back down onto the ground.
He does as I ask, opening Smooth’s door but not with a key. I watch him pick the lock so quickly you almost miss it.
“You don’t have a key?” I gasp.
“No. Mr. Lennox would never give another man a key to his woman's place.”
“Oh.” That makes sense. That’s kind of sweet. Yeah, he is super into Smooth. I smile, wanting her to have her happily ever after with a man falling head over heels in love with her. She deserves someone that will take care of her for a change. “But isn't it against the law to pick locks? Wouldn't Mr. Lennox get mad you went around something he didn't want anyone to do?” I question.
“For you, Kotyonok, I’d do anything.” Oh my. I get the warm feeling again. Victor’s words might always be short and to the point but they are good.
“But remove the necklace?” I reach up and grab it. I hold it tight because well, I don’t want to remove it if I’m being honest.
“You do not wish it.” He confirms my thoughts. “Go see to your friend. I know your morning to-do list is long. I wish to help you complete it so you don’t get upset.” He gives my bottom a small smack. I jump entering Smooth’s place. I glance back as the door closes, not missing Victor’s smile.
His face really does change when he smiles. He’s already handsome but this makes him even more so. Now I can’t find the right word to describe how he looks when he chooses to grace me with one of those smiles. So I use his word. It’s like heaven. My heaven.
Chapter 5