Whether I like it or not… this secret is staying with me.
“There are some dumplings in there. And a little something extra for later,” Yelena explains as she hands me a glass container stuffed to the brim with food.
“Bless you, Yelena.” I turn to Andrey, who’s waiting, all broody and unfairly good-looking, by the door. “Why don’t you keep one guard and give me Yelena instead?”
I assumed everyone in Andrey’s employ was a lost cause, but Yelena is an exception. The woman might very well be a saint.
He snorts. “This house can’t run by itself.”
I put an arm around Yelena. “You’re a rich man. You can get yourself another housekeeper.”
“Or you could just move in here. Save us the trouble.”
I have no idea if he’s joking or not. There’s a glimmer in his eyes that makes me think it’s a serio
