I could want a normal life, for starters. One where a crazy woman isn’t tracking down my family andtrying to kill them.
I could want a husband who doesn’t find unconscious, bloody men in his front yard.
I could want a small, cute house with no security shack out front.
I could want my sister sitting next to me on the bed while I get ready for my date instead oflanguishing in a hotel room in another country.
I don’t have those things… but I do have Nikolai. Doesn’t that outweigh the rest?
“How are you and Nicky Boy doing?” Elise asks, her voice cutting through my thoughts. “And you cankeep all of the naked details to yourself.”
I roll my eyes. “We are doing fine.”
All we’ve done so far is bandage Christo. Nikolai said we’d go get dinner, then took off to get somew
