Chapter 22: Haley

Haley didn't know what the big picture held for them, but she did know that tonight she wanted to indulge. To give in.

Konstantin led her into his room. He stopped at the dresser and pulled out the middle drawer.

Half of the drawer was taken up by a gun box.

She placed her sidearm in the drawer next to the box.

He shut the drawer and placed his phone on a charging pad near the door.

Simple, routine actions. And yet, they felt like a precursor to something else. Something more.

An arm snaked around her waist. Konstantin pulled her to him, his mouth once more devouring hers in the toe-curling kiss she was beginning to crave. She slid her hands up and over his shoulders, surrendering to the kiss. He turned them, pressing her against the dresser.

This man and flat surfaces. It seemed to be a thing and she did not mind it one bit.

Konstantin palmed her breast in a bold move. She groaned at the feel of someone other than herself touching her. It was such a delicious almost fo