Page 14 of Disgraced (Russian Sinners 3)

I strode to her, her eyes on me. She was still nervous. I handed her the glass and went over to the couch.

“What movie are you in the mood for?”

Tonight, we’d watch a movie. I wanted to spend time with her and get her used to me. After all, we’d spend the rest of our lives together. I wanted to learn her likes and dislikes, what movies she enjoyed and which she didn’t. We’d have the rest of our lives to explore our bodies and this attraction between us.

“Hmmm, maybe a light comedy,” she contemplated. “Or an action movie. Which do you prefer?”

“I prefer action but I’m up for either.”

She smiled softly and came over, taking a seat next to me on the couch. “Why am I not surprised you are an action movie type?”

“Probably because you are smart,” I teased her.

I had my arm resting against the top of the couch and when she sat down, her hair brushed against my knuckles. I couldn’t resist wrapping strands of her hair around my fingers. Her hair was silky soft, a light floral scent drifting up, invading my senses in the best way possible.

“Are you in the mood for any particular action movie?” she questioned. I liked how she didn’t assume but wanted to make sure it was something we could both enjoy.

“There is a pretty good one with Bruce Willis,” I told her. “It has some comedy to it,Red.You might like it.”

She gave me a big smile. “Perfect. We both get what we want then.”

In all the years Irina and I spent together, she never troubled herself with what I wanted. Scarlett has known me for less than a day and she already gave me more consideration. This made me hopeful for our marriage.

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