Page 61 of Sinful Betrayal

I don’t knowwhy I’m so nervous for Emma to come over. Part of me still can’t quite believe that another girlactuallywants to hang out with me.

I’m not sure it’s something I’ll get used to for a while.

I fluff the cushions on the couch again and adjust the bowls of snacks that I’ve laid out.

Danika very kindly went to the store yesterday and picked up various flavors of chips as well as candy and basically every food that is off limits to a ballerina in training.

But what my ballet teacher doesn’t know won’t hurt her.

“You’re nervous,” Anton says, and I jump out of my skin.

“You really need to learn not to sneak up on people.”

Anton grins before stalking over to me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

“You don’t need to be nervous,” he murmurs against my hair. “Right now, this is your home, and I want you to treat it as such.”

“Thank you.” I snuggle into his chest. “I’ve never really had girlfriends to hang out with before, and I want it to go well.”

“It’s clear that Emma cares about you a lot from the way that she threatened to chop off my dick, so I think you’re good.”

I burst out laughing at the memory of Emma giving Anton ‘the talk” back when I first met him. “You looked terrified.”

“I was.” Anton nuzzles into my neck. “I quite like my dick, and so do you.”

“Oh my god.” A shiver runs down my spine as he licks at the sensitive skin.

. “Exactly.”

I push at his chest.

“She’s going to be here any minute.” Heat starts to pool in my lower belly.

“A minute is plenty of time.” Anton’s gaze darkens, and my throat bobs.

How can he get me so worked up with only a few words?

I swear my body is becoming addicted to Anton, and that both terrifies and thrills me.

Thankfully, the front door opens, and I hurry past Anton before he can talk me into ditching my friend.

I find Emma in the foyer chatting Yakov’s ear off. She’s dressed in leggings and an oversized pink jumper with her mass of blonde curls piled high on her head. The contrast of her tiny frame next to Yakov is almost comical, but she’s not intimidated by him in the slightest.

If anything, I think Yakov might be the one intimidated by her.

“Nina!” She drops her bag on the floor and throws her arms around my neck. “Thanks for sending your hot bodyguard to come and get me. I think we made some solid progress on the drive over.”

“I dread to think what you talked about.”

Anton chuckles behind me, and Emma’s eyes flick to him.

I don’t fail to notice the once over she gives him, and I’m overcome by a surge of possessiveness toward him.

He’s drop-dead gorgeous, but he’s also completely off limits to me. Something I keep failing to remember myself…

“Nina did say you requested him to pick you up.” Anton tucks his hands into his pockets.

“I sure did. He’syummy.”

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