Page 66 of Miki

THE MORNING – MAKING PLANS

Movement woke me as Eilidh slipped out of my arms.

“Sweetheart, where are you going?” I asked, trying to shake the last remnants of sleep as I sat up.

“For a pee!” she cried, giggling as she ran to the toilet.

My cock was already hard from having been pressed against her all night, and the sexy sound of her giggle went straight to my loins. Fuck!

Down, boy! Not here! I told it as I climbed out of bed and stretched.

When Eilidh returned, I grabbed her and gave her a long, lingering kiss. My cock might not be about to get any action, but my tongue hadn’t got the memo.

A feminine chuckle alerted me to the fact we were no longer alone, and I reluctantly broke off the kiss. Vlad stood in the doorway with a young woman carrying a tray of food. He smirked at me as I helped Eilidh back onto the bed so she could eat her breakfast.

“I’ll nip downstairs and get us something,” Vlad told me.

“Can I get you anything, Eilidh?” he asked.

“No, thank you,” she said, looking shocked that he bothered to ask her.

He nodded and turned to leave.

“Actually, a latte would be nice. If that’s okay?” she called after him.

“No problem. I’ll get you a strong one. You’re going to need to develop a strong coffee habit if you are going to put up with Miki,” he said, winking at her.

I huffed in annoyance as he left, but the grin she sent him secretly warmed me. In his own way, Vlad just let us know he expected her to stick around, and that he approved.

As his pakhan I didn’t need his approval, he was loyal, and I knew he would follow me no matter what, even if he disagreed with me, but as a friend and someone I considered family, I enjoyed having his approval, nevertheless.

A few minutes later, the two uniformed officers who’d taken our statements stopped by again to check on Eilidh before they finished their shift and brought disturbing news. Martin Johnson’s police warrant card was found partially burnt in the hallway of Eilidh’s house. Other uniformed officers had gone to his home to question him, but he wasn’t there, and he had failed to turn up at work this morning.

That cocky bastard had been the one who tried to kill my woman. And now he was on the run. Fuck, I should have given in to the urge to strangle him while I could.

Damn it to hell! Well, he’d get what was coming to him. I’d bloody well make sure of it!

It was early afternoon when the doctor discharged Eilidh from the hospital, and I took her back to my hotel.

We’d discussed it and she’d agreed staying with me was the best thing for her right now, especially with Johnson being missing.

That solved one of her issues. Next, we needed to tackle her lack of clothing.

She was wearing the pyjamas and slippers Vlad had bought at the hospital shop, but we needed to get her some proper clothes. Not that having my Little Miss Red naked and in my suite would be a problem for me, but I suspected it might be for her. So, I asked the receptionist to call a local department store and arrange for one of their personal shoppers to contact us.

As soon as we were in the suite, Eilidh turned on her phone and she saw all the missed calls and my voicemail. Her eyebrows raised in question as she listened to my frantic message.

“I’ll explain after we eat,” I told her.

As we ate the sandwiches I’d ordered from room service, the personal shopper called. I told her what was needed then sent her Eilidh’s measurements and a picture.

“How am I going to pay for this?” my Little Miss Red asked, sounding worried when I finished explaining to the shopper what was required.

“You’re not. I am,” I told her as I took another bite.

“Erm, no. You can’t buy me an entire wardrobe,” Eilidh stated incredulously.

“Hmm hmm,” I said around a mouth full of sandwich. Of course, I was buying them.

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