In Sheep's Clothing
“Vicktor demanded in Russian. No one but he had to know he’d gone cold when Andrei kidnapped Gracie. And that, as the suspicion sifted in that Andrei might be her stalker, he’d imagined her blood-splattered body on the pavement.
Seeing the chauffeur’s face, however, Vicktor realized that Andrei wasn’t a killer. At least, not Gracie’s. He might, however, be happy to take out Vicktor.
Because the chauffeur was so obviously jealous.
Every nerve in Vicktor’s body knotted, wanting to uncoil in fury a...t this reckless driver who had no thought in his head but his own broken heart. Only a touch of empathy kept Vicktor from burying his fist in Andrei’s snarl. That, and the fact that if Vicktor hoped to get Gracie inside his flat, even with chaperones, he’d have be on his best behavior.
Andrei didn’t answer. Instead he pinned him with a look of hatred. Ouch. Vicktor had seen that look too many times.
Vicktor stared back. “Don’t do that again,” he threatened in Russian.
Andrei blinked at him, obviously expecting something more.MoreLess
Seeing the chauffeur’s face, however, Vicktor realized that Andrei wasn’t a killer. At least, not Gracie’s. He might, however, be happy to take out Vicktor.
Because the chauffeur was so obviously jealous.
Every nerve in Vicktor’s body knotted, wanting to uncoil in fury a...t this reckless driver who had no thought in his head but his own broken heart. Only a touch of empathy kept Vicktor from burying his fist in Andrei’s snarl. That, and the fact that if Vicktor hoped to get Gracie inside his flat, even with chaperones, he’d have be on his best behavior.
Andrei didn’t answer. Instead he pinned him with a look of hatred. Ouch. Vicktor had seen that look too many times.
Vicktor stared back. “Don’t do that again,” he threatened in Russian.
Andrei blinked at him, obviously expecting something more.MoreLess
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