Salem turned her back and helped her sit on the toilet.
“You did?” Alexei asked before landing a heavy pat on Roman’s back. “Good for you, man.”
Roman stumbled forward slightly and sent the other man a look. Alexei just grinned.
“Training pants and bloomers,” Alexei said.
“Is it all right that we’re in here?” Roman asked, looking uncertain.
“Yeah, it’s fine. She doesn’t care,” Alexei told him.
“I don’t care,” she repeated with a smile. “Our first family trip to the bathroom. What shall we do now? Have a bath together? Rob a bank together? Go skinny dipping in the ocean?”
“Why don’t we get you cleaned up and then we can sort out some dinner together,” Salem said.
“Hmm. All right. But I have to say, I liked my suggestions better.”
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Astrange feeling started to fill her.
It started low in her gut and moved from there throughout her body.
What was it?
Oh. She thought maybe it was panic.
“I can’t go in there.”
She stopped at the small gate in front of the older home. A number of houses all had the same look on this street, although she noticed how lovely the garden was around the house. Someone took care of the garden here. The grass was kept tidily trimmed and everything looked clean and kind of . . . perfect.
Too perfect for her.
“Why not?” Salem turned to her with a slight frown on his face.
Oh no.
Had she upset him?
Because she couldn’t go into his family home with his family for a family dinner.
Family.
Yikes.
Nope.
“I know it’s not as nice as Roman’s house, but I promise we won’t stay long.” Salem sounded stiff and he had gone all tense.
They all had.
And she didn’t understand why. She wasn’t sure what he was even saying.
“What does Roman’s house have to do with anything?” she asked, her panic growing. She took a step back and banged into something solid.
Turning, she glanced up at Alexei. When the heck had he moved?
And how hadn’t she noticed?