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“You did take his,” Marcus says, and I snap back angrily. “For good reason.”

“I know, I know, I’m just giving you shit.”

Taking a deep breath, I calm myself again. “Ok, well, thanks for the update. At least we know it’s all good for now. If he starts anything weird with Anya, please tell me immediately. I don’t want that asshole touching her.”

“Will do. Have a good night, Oleg.”

“You too, Marcus.”

I head back to the bedroom and Raisa is fresh out of the shower. I walk in just in time to see her pulling the oversized t-shirt over her naked body.

“Oh, I missed the best part,” I tease her, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her towards me to kiss her.

She melts into my arms, kissing me with intensity that takes my breath away.

“What did you say about cuddling?” she asks, a coy look in her eyes and a sly grin on her face.

“I am going to hop into the shower now—and when I get out you can find out what I mean about cuddling.”

She grins and jumps into the bed, snuggling herself against the pillow as she pulls the duvet up over her body.

I’m so happy to have her sharing my bed again. She hasn’t officially moved into my bedroom yet—but I want her to.

There is no reason for her to be in the other room.

I head towards the shower, stripping down as I walk, then climbing under the hot spray and leaning my arm against the shower wall as I drop my head under the flow of water.

Things are going really well—at work—with the Kuznetsovs and with Raisa.

I never expected any of this when I took her.

But it has turned our far better than I could have imagined.

I scrub down and rinse off, then climb out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my waist.

I walk through to the bedroom, eager to climb into bed next to Raisa.

When I glance down at her, I see that she is fast asleep, almost drooling on the pillow.

A quiet chuckle escapes me.

She was far more tired than she said she was.

She’s out cold. So deep in dreamland I wouldn’t dare wake her up.

I drop the towel and throw my side of the blankets back, climbing beneath them. I won’t wake her, but I am definitely going to hold her against me.

My heart belongs to her, and I don’t even know how to tell her that.

I’ll figure it all out eventually.

For now, I am just going to enjoy each moment I have with her.

Including this one, where she is sleeping so peacefully next to me and I get to hold her against me all night.

Chapter 22 - Raisa

I stretch my feet out and wiggle my toes as I wake up. I slept perfectly. Gosh, I didn’t even know how tired I was until I set my head down on Oleg’s pillow. It smelled like him and the bed was so comfortable. I meant to wait for him to get out of the shower last night, but I guess I passed out before that happened.

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