“What did he say to you? You look upset.” He searches my eyes.
I shake my head and blink back tears. “He didn’t tell me anything, and that’s the problem.” Telling me not to trust my husband didn’t help either, when I feel like Desmier and I are just fooling around. “You don’t tell me anything either, so I don’t know why I bother. Let’s just go home. I have a paper to write.”
“No.”
When he chuckles, I glare at him. “Why?”
He cups my face and I try my best to remember the warning I was issued not two minutes ago, but it’s so hard.
The corners of his lips curl into a sexy smile and he kisses my nose. “Because we’ll be late for our flight if we don’t leave now.”
My pulse jumps. “Flight? What are you talking about?” I actually thought he’d drop me off home with Ehlga and go to work.
“We’re flying to Miami where we’ll link up with my ship. Then I will sail you around the Caribbean.”
My mouth drops and all I can do is stare at him. Did I seriously hear him right?
“The Caribbean?” Like the cruise I was supposed to go on with Viktor. Except… “You’re sailing?”
“We’resailing and believe me, it’s better than any cruise.” He laughs, giving me a real laugh, and I see what he’s like when he’s not evil. When his laughter fades, he brushes my cheek and looks at the ring on my finger—the wedding band. “We just got married, Valkyrie. Forget what your father said, and what he didn’t say. Let’s forget all of this for two weeks.”
“Two weeks? Desmier, I don’t have any clothes.”
“We won’t need clothes.”
He guns the engine and we drive away.
But once again I catch sight of my father, and he looks as broken as he did the last time I was taken away.
Chapter33
Anastasia
Ifeel like a new woman as I walk through the revolving glass doors of Mira’s private practice. There’s a lightness about me I’m sure people can see, and I feel more confident.
Desmier and I returned from our honeymoon last night. We had the most amazing time. He sailed me around the Caribbean, stopping at every island, where we frolicked in the sea and sun by day, then made love under the stars at night.
I didn’t want to leave and return to the real world.
When we did, it was nice to get a message from Mira letting me know she was back from Russia.
Since I’m not back on campus until next week, I thought it would be great to catch up with her today.
As I walk into the elevator, I catch sight of my very tanned skin. A dead giveaway of the fun I had in the Caribbean with Desmier.
I hope I don’t look like I had too much fun.
The last time I saw Mira, I was left worrying about what she thought of me. Now that Desmier and I are married, I’m still worried. Mira is someone I want to keep in my life, so I hope what’s happened hasn’t placed a wedge between us.
Once the elevator car comes to a stop, I walk up to her door and knock.
“Come in,” she calls out and it’s good to hear her voice.
I push the door open and when she smiles, I feel like we’ll be okay and nothing has changed between us.
It’s even more confirmed when she gets up from her chair and rushes around to hug me.
“Oh my dear, look at you.” She holds my shoulders and takes me in with a brighter smile than the one she wore when we last saw each other. “You’re absolutely glowing.”