Maybe he’ll treat you extra right on your date tonight.
“Why did you bring me here?” I blurt.
Mikhail sighs and lowers his glass. He takes a sip before he answers. “I thought I should get to know the mother of my child.”
A breeze blows across the rooftop and a pink flower petal flutters down from above, landing perfectly in the center of my plate. I arch a brow. “We can get to know each other back at the mansion.”
Where there are other people. And fewer flowers. And I don’t have to imagine what it would be like if this was a date and there was some chance that the night would end with Mikhail’s lips on mine and this dress on the floor.
“I didn’t want any distractions.”
“Then you shouldn’t have worn that suit,” I mumble.
Mikhail leans closer and I can smell his minty freshness from h
