“There is one thing,” I said. “I want to know when Bethany came to you.”
Rage frowned. “Who the fuck is Bethany?”
Adelaide
I love the house. It’s spacious and warm. There isn’t a lot of furniture but Andrei had already told me to go shopping for some, which is why I was dragging him from store to store, forcing him to help me choose. With my hand in his, we walked into the third one and I knew Andrei was getting fed up. I had the color palette in my hands, and we started to look at the sofas.
“You know I can pay someone to do this,” Andrei said.
I stare down at the cream sofa, and sink into the seat. It’s not quite fluffy enough. I know it’s weird but the best way to choose a sofa is to test it out with your ass, by actually sitting in it.
“I know. You can pay anyone to do anything. You’ve told me enough times, but I don’t want to ask someone to pick out my furniture, Andrei.” Patting the seat beside me, I wait. “I want us both to choose stuff for our place. Is that too much to ask?”
Andrei grumbled but sat down beside me, taking my hand in his, locking our fingers together. I can’t help but look at the Volkov ink on his hands.
On one of the visits with Aurora, I noticed she had a band around her wrist. I’d asked her about it, but she had clammed up, saying it wasn’t important.
“I like this one,” he said.
I wriggle my ass from side to side and tut. “No, it’s not comfortable enough. My ass will ache from sitting in it for too long.”
“Doesn’t everyone’s ass ache from sitting too long?”
I wave my hand as if to ignore his statement. “You know what I mean.”
“No, if I did, we’d have bought the sofa we saw an hour ago.”
“Ew, that was green, and wouldn’t have gone with the room.”
“Ugh, I don’t care about that.”
I chuckled and walked up to him, putting a hand on his chest. “And what if Ivan thinks about it? What if he cares how a place looks?”
“He doesn’t. Trust me.”
“Are you so sure?”
He looked ready to talk, but then he stopped and I smiled, going up on my tiptoes and kissing him.
“See, just enjoy this.” I take a few steps and realize I’m being unreasonable. “Actually, if you don’t want to pick out furniture together, then I completely understand. I know you’re very busy.”
“You’re doing that thing again.”
“What thing?”
“That thing that makes me feel guilty.”
I raise my brows. “I didn’t think a brigadier could feel guilty.” I make sure my voice is quiet so no one heard what I called him.
In response, Andrei laughed, pulled me into his arms, and kissed the top of my head.
“If this is what’s going to make you happy, then consider me happy.”
Wrapping my arm around him, we walked around the store, trying out new sofas. At one point, we were all alone, and Andrei reached for me, forcing me to straddle his waist, right there.
“What are you doing?” I asked, laughing.
“Simple. We need to test this sofa out for all eventualities, and I can promise you, all sofas are going to see my dick inside your cunt.” He ran his hands down my ass and drew me close. I felt the hard ridge of his cock pressing against my pussy, and it made me gasp. I’m so taken aback by the pleasure.
Andrei sinks this fingers into my hair, which I have left down, and he kisses me, hard. I love his kisses. Cupping his face, I’m lost in the sweetness of his lips, but at the sound of a throat clearing, I jerk back and couldn’t believe we’d been caught. Andrei had no such problems.
“Sorry you had to see that,” he said, with a wink. “But I think we found the sofa.” He patted the chair. “This is the bad boy we’ve been looking for.”
“Excellent, sir. Would you be interested in the whole set?”
And that’s how we left the store. Buying two sets of the sofa and chairs, one for the main living room, and another for the penthouse.
We weren’t done. We picked out beds for the three bedrooms. I insisted because those would be the guest bedrooms for Ivan and then one for Slavik and Aurora.
While Andrei dealt with the payment, I did wander around one of the stores and came to an ideal example of a nursery. Yellow walls, a neutral color. A crib, a rocking chair, a small white cabinet with diapers, and creams peeking out.
I tense up as arms wrap around my waist, and I know from the scent of his cologne, it’s Andrei.
“Hey.” He pressed a kiss to my neck.
“Hey. It’s beautiful.”
“It is. We can buy it if you want.”