“Just fine isn’t good enough,” Alexei said. “She should stay here where we can take care of her.”

“Look, we are all in agreement that that would be the best outcome,” Salem started to say. “But?—”

“No buts.” Alexei scowled. “Either she stays here or I kidnap her, lock her in my room and keep her chained to the bed. And then she still stays here.”

“Where is she,” Salem said, looking over at the door.

“Having a shower,” Roman said.

“She said she wanted one on her own,” Alexei grumbled. “I don’t like that.”

Salem sighed. “She’s entitled to some privacy.”

Alexei shot him a look.

“This can be overwhelming. We can be overwhelming,” Salem told him.

“Speak for yourself. I’m easy to deal with.”

Roman was gaping at Alexei by now. Salem just shook his head. “Sure you are.”

“Hey, what’s going on?” Tamsyn walked in wearing her original clothes.

He’d done a bit of online shopping earlier for her while she was sucking his cock.

“Evette isn’t feeling well,” Salem told her, walking over to grab her hand and bring her to the sofa.

She sat next to Alexei who immediately pulled her onto his lap and nuzzled into her neck. Not that she seemed to mind.

“Oh, poor thing. Is she all right?” she asked, staring up at Salem.

“She thinks that she might have picked something up on the plane,” Salem said.

“Well, I can keep cleaning around here until she comes back,” she offered, frowning down at her phone. “I don’t have a new job lined up yet.”

Salem frowned at Alexei as he opened his mouth. He could imagine what the other man had been about to say. But they could not push too far too fast.

Thankfully she was still staring down at her phone so she didn’t see him scowling at the Russian.

“I really do need to go home tonight,” she said. “I’ll need some more work clothes. I don’t want to get my new things dirty.”

Shit.

He could see Alexei tensing. That wasn’t going to go down well if she tried to leave.

“You might as well stay here,” Roman said. “By the time you get home you’ll barely have any time before you have to come back.”

It probably helped that Roman said that so casually, while looking at his laptop screen. Salem didn’t know if he’d done that on purpose or not.

“I guess,” she said. “But what about my clothes for work tomorrow?”

“That’s simple, you won’t be cleaning tomorrow,” Alexei stated.

Salem sighed. He guessed that he couldn’t have expected Alexei to stay quiet the whole time.

“I won’t be?” she asked, looking up from her phone.

“Is something wrong?” Salem asked.