It’s the first time I’ve asked him a direct question about his work. I half-expect him to shut me down and tell me to go back to the pool house. Part of me thinks that might be the right call. The less I know, the better.
“You want to know?” he asks.
I nod, trying to convince us both.
“I’m meeting with some investors to discuss a cross-country expansion. It’s just a logistics chat.”
My gaze flickers back to the guns on the table. “Will you be going alone?”
“Shura, Efrem, and Yuri will be with me. Vaska might join, too.”
I chew on my bottom lip. This is exactly why I can’t fall in love with a man like Andrey. He’s always walking into danger, dodging death, ducking enemy fire. I wouldn’t survive being worried about him all the time.
“Don’t worry, little bird.” He presses a kiss to my
