Page 104 of Blood Mosaic

The human quickly turned when he saw Oleg’s frigid expression.

“You.” Tatyana pouted, and he could tell from her scent that she’d taken more alcohol than usual.

Damn. She was off the menu for the night.

That didn’t mean he didn’t require her company. Oleg held his hand out and snapped his fingers. “Come. You’ll eat dinner with me.”

Her head fell back and she sighed. “Is it impossible for you to justasklike a normal person?”

“I’m not a normal person.”

“Obviously not.”

Her lips pouted adorably, and a little of Oleg’s anger died away. He stepped closer and ran a finger along her shoulder, making the hairs on her neck stand at attention for him before he trailed his fingers down her back until his hand rested in the small of her back.

“Elene said you had a successful day. Let me buy you dinner as a thank-you.”

“You’re paying me ten percent.” She looked up, her blue eyes hooded and languorous. “That’s a good thank-you.”

Oleg pressed a finger to her lips. “Let’s not talk about money in the club, hmm?”

Her mouth formed a small O, and she nodded.

He rubbed the small of her back and nudged her off the barstool. “Come, volchitsa. Eat with me.”

“Food?”

The corner of his mouth inched up. “Do you like caviar and champagne?”

“Yes.” Her voice was a little loud even for the club. “That kind of dinner I can agree to.”

Oleg’s fire soothed for the moment, he walked Tatyana to his booth and waited for her to settle in before he slid beside her and put his arm around the back of the booth.

She looked at his arm where it rested across her shoulders. “You’re hugging me.”

“I’m not.” He snapped at the waiter who was hovering nearby. “Do you have a preference for the champagne?”

“I don’t know enough about good champagne to care,” she murmured. “You’re going to order something ridiculously expensive, so just order whatever you want since you were going to do that anyway.”

“Good.” He ordered in Georgian, which was the language of the young man who was waiting on them. “I ordered you some salmon too.”

“That’s nice.” She took a deep breath and leaned into his side. “You smell good.”

“I’m surprised you can smell my cologne. It’s made for vampire sense of smell.”

“Most human perfumes are probably too strong for you.”

“Yes.” He enjoyed her scent though. It was the one he’d brought her from Greece. “You smell delectable.”

She looked up, blinking slowly. “I should have asked if you were hungry.”

“Are you offering?”

Her lips flushed, and he could see she was considering it.

Oleg bent down to her ear and spoke softly. “It’s normal to be curious about new things.”

She pulled away and he gave her space. He could hear her heartbeat racing.

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