What the fuck was she thinking?
“You stood on that table?” He managed to hold back the roar in his voice.
Just.
“Yes, and now I’m thinking that might have been a silly idea.”
Finally, she was starting to see sense.
“That table is probably hugely expensive. Imagine if I’d broken it. I’d have to work until I was a hundred and ten to pay Roman back. I’m so sorry.”
She gave him a regretful look that actually appeared sincere.
“Do you really think that I’m worried about you breaking that ugly table?”
“Umm. You’re not?”
“You fell off it, Tamsyn!”
“Yeah, I know. I was there. My mistake was not taking my socks off first.”
“Your mistake was climbing up on it in the first place. Do you remember how I scolded you for using equipment in the gym?”
“Yeah. You were being unreasonable then, too.”
“I am not being unreasonable.”
Deep breaths.
“I am trying to keep you safe. Which appears to be a full-time job.”
She made a scoffing noise. “I can keep myself safe.”
“I don’t think you can. Since you just hurt yourself trying to get rid of a bird that never should have been allowed inside in the first place.”
Tamsyn bit her lip.
Good. She was beginning to understand how much trouble she was in.
“I am going to get rid of the damn bird. Then I want to know where you’ve hurt yourself.”
He straightened.
“Um, I don’t think you need to worry about the bird.”
“Of course I do. There’s too many expensive paintings and other shit in here.”
“Yes, but it flew out about five minutes ago.”
Thank fuck.
“Stay there.” He moved around and shut the windows and doors. Then he turned back to her. “Right. Time for a bit of a chat.”
Uh oh.
When she’d first met Alexei, she’d gotten the idea that he didn’t like her.
Basically, because he’d shut the door in her face and spent all of his time glaring at her.