“He has enemies, Kat,” I reveal, lowering my voice. “And those enemies are probably going to come for me if they know I’m carrying his baby.”
“This is some serious Sopranos bullshit.”
I nod. “My best chance of keeping this baby safe is with Andrey.”
Keeping myself safe from Andrey is another matter entirely.
“But—one more time, just to clarify, because I’m a little slow sometimes—you’re not together?” Kat asks with a look of intense concentration like she’s trying to put together a thousand-piece puzzle. “Even though you’re sleeping together?”
She falls into a thoughtful silence. “Okay… okay…”
I leave Katya to her ruminations and order us some drinks and tapas. The waitress looks decidedly less disgruntled now that we’ve finally ordered.
Leonty, on the other hand, is looking more an
