But was it because they were Littles?
Or because they had lives that seemed magical?
They were happy.
Safe.
Well, as safe as their men could make them.
Their men and maybe in a small way, her . . . but then they didn’t know about the part she’d played, did they?
And they never would because that secret would have to die with her, or she’d be signing her death warrant.
Not that she really thought she’d live that long. She figured she’d get to thirty . . . tops.
Then she hoped she’d go out with a bang.
One could wish that would be the case. But the game she was playing wasn’t a safe one.
Alexei opened his mouth . . . to say what, exactly, she didn’t know. But just then the living room door swung open and would have banged into the wall if it wasn’t for the door stop.
Roman rushed in, looking flustered and carrying two large plastic bags. “What happened? What’s going on? Is she sick? Injured? Oh God. Did you break your leg?”
He came to a stop in front of the sofa, the bags dropping to the floor. Then his horrified gaze moved from her to Alexei. “Why didn’t you call an ambulance?”
“I haven’t broken my leg,” she said with exasperation as she sat up.
“Lie down,” both men told her.
Well, barked at her.
Not unusual for Alexei, but the last time that Roman had spoken to her like that had been . . . the last time she’d injured herself.
All right, then.
With a sigh, she laid down.
“You know, it’s my foot that I hurt, right? I don’t know why I have to lie down.”
But the two of them weren’t really paying any attention to her.
“She looks pale to me,” Roman said. “Do you think she’s pale?”
“She’s always pale,” Alexei answered. “I don’t think she eats enough.”
Wait. Was she always pale? She didn’t think she was, but she reached up and pinched her cheeks.
“Don’t do that!” Alexei reached out and drew her hands away from her cheeks. “No hurting yourself.”
“That’s not good. Do you think she’s tried to hurt herself before? She didn’t hurt her foot on purpose, did she?”
What the heck? Why would Roman ask that? Were the two of them losing their minds? This was a total overreaction.
“In a way she did,” Alexei replied.
What? Why would he say that?
“I did not!” she cried.