- CHLOE -Vasili closed the gap between us and used his index finger to tilt my chin upward, then he asked, “Young girl. How old are you?”His eyes peered at me as though if he looked away, I’d disappear.He had this intimidating aura that made me swallow nervously, and blink slowly, but still, my eyes couldn’t leave his.“So you speak English,” I said.“Answer my question,” He demanded impatiently.I was beginning to love his Russian accent a little too much. It sounded damn hot. Gosh, what the hell was wrong with me? Was it the alcohol?I swallowed.“I’ll be 21 in a few months from now,” I answered.The moment I said that, he let go of my chin and backed away as though he just did something he shouldn’t have.“You’re 20, and I’m 39. You should go for your age-grade kid,” He said and turned to walk away, but I held his arm again.“My age grades call me a grandma, so I should be with older men. Don’t you think?” I bit my bottom lip.For a moment, I saw his eyes darken when he looked a
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