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Aleksei twisted into me, taking me to my back on the couch.
My belly dropped and my sex flooded.
“We’re going to fuck right here,” he murmured, his eyes lazy with banked purple fire.
“That’s good for me,”Iwheezed.
That earned me another grin.
ThenIgot a kiss.
After that,Igot well and truly fucked on the couch.
Mixed bag evening with theAnnanews.
But for the most part, our couch action put the cherry on top of an awesome night.
Chapter28
One
The next evening, we were on the couch, andIwas multitasking, becauseIwas screwed.
I had my tablet hovering in front of me (Alekseishowed me it also had hovering capabilities, which was so cool it wasunreal) andI’dentered the measurements of the heroine of the movieIwas working on into theSeam-Stitchat the studio.NowIwas selecting the textiles to go with each part of the pattern and entering all her costumes into the queue, so theSeam-Stitchcould build them.
What screwed me was,I’dleft it too long.TheSeam-Stitchhad a big backlog that had been programmed in by other productions.Witheach costumeIwas entering, the estimated time of completion was just the day before the fitting appointmentIhad with the actress playing heroine, which was four days from now.
I needed to get all of them entered before someone else threw something at the system and slowed my roll.
I also needed to get the other characters’ designs entered, because the fitting appointments were stacking up andIdidn’t need the stress, or what it would say toBodithat his suddenly very famous costume designer was falling down on the job just weeks before we were to begin filming.
I had a feeling he cared more that his actors had something to wear than he did about me finding my mate.
Aleksei was on his back on the couch beside me, his head on my thigh, reading a book (yep, a real one!), his long legs up, calves resting on the back of the couch, ankles crossed, showing again his capacity to be cute.
Nova was lounged on him, stomach to stomach, purring loudly because she was with her chosen one, and he was stroking her, head and booty (again with the cute).
And my multitasking included my work with theSeam-Stitch, my fingers playing with a curl ofAleksei’shair (see? hover capacity with tablets ruled!), andIwas on a comm with my friend, the designer,Lancet.
“I’ve beenwaitingfor you tocommabout this since the minuteIsaw you on the dragon’sback!” he complained. “Now,Idon’t even have amonth.”
I’d had a conversation with no less than four people that day (Nata,Allain,QueenCalisaandGermaine) about whetherIshould design my gown for theMasqueor honor another designer with outfitting me for my first public and official event asAleksei’smate and the future queen.
Allain andQueenCalisasaid designer, because this would highlight the talent of a citizen ofNight’sFall, somethingIwould need to consider doing on the regular.
Nata andGermainesaid me, because they felt it would show the realm my talent, and make them feel they knew a little more about me.
I decidedLancet, because he was immensely talented, but his label was relatively new, and he needed the exposure.
And because he was a friend.
“I have some ideas,”Itold him, touching my stylus on the enter button on my tablet to send off another costume, then pulling up the next one.
“No you don’t,”Lancetreturned. “Iknow you.Iknew you’d be loyal to me.Doyou thinkI’vebeen twiddling my thumbs the last week?”
I sensed something fromAlekseiand looked down at him.
His eyes were on his book, but his lips were tipped up.
