Rafael Moretti
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“Did Nikolai tell you he’s getting an apartment?”
Serena looked up immediately. “Really?”
“You sound too excited about that, baby,” I murmured, tracing lazy circles underneath her top. “Are you tired of my house?”
She laughed softly, the sound vibrating against my chest. We were tangled in my house on the couch. Nikolai had some kind of emergency trip that would last two nights. The man was always working and always travelling. Well, that was what he got for expanding everywhere. Serena had come over straight from work wearing the pencil skirt that made me go crazy.
“I like your house,” she assured me, tilting her head so I could kiss the spot under her ear. She shuddered against me. A smile touched my lips. “I like the owner even more.”
“Good answer,” I grinned a
