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anymore.
Okay, he agreed excitedly. Vasya s aggressive manner sparked something primal within Ty.
Then I pick you up tomorrow and we have dinner.
And then?
And then I bring you home.
Home? He deflated a little. That s it? Do I get a good night kiss at least?
The corners of Vasya s mouth lifted with amusement. At the very least, he promised.
Ty thought that sounded better. Okay. Dinner and a good night kiss is good. Actually, it sounds
like an old-fashioned romance.
Vasya broke into a full grin now. Well, baby, it won t be that old-fashioned.
The endearment washed over him like sunshine. No, I suppose not.
With a couple of well-placed steps, Vasya backed him up against the nearest wall. An average-
sized man with a lean swimmer s build, Ty didn t often feel small, but boxed in by that hard, wide
chest, he had nowhere to look but straight up at the giant who towered over him. Heart racing and
lightheaded, he watched the slow descent of Vasya s mouth. He couldn t remember feeling this
excited since his first kiss.
Except there was nothing fumbling or uncertain about Vasya s technique. He was all man, all
brawn and so impossibly powerful. He kissed like a master, his skilled tongue darting between Ty s
lips to taste him. Gripping Vasya s arm, Ty surrendered to this alpha male who seemed intent on
capturing and keeping him forever. Right now, Ty couldn t imagine anything better.
When their feverish kiss finally ended, they were both breathing hard. Vasya placed a gentle,
tender kiss to Ty s forehead before straightening up. I ll pick you up at eight tomorrow.
Okay. His tingling lips were barely able to form that one word.
Good night, Ty.
Good night, Vasya.
Leaning against the wall for support, Ty watched the Russian stud leave his apartment.
Butterflies went wild in his belly as he let himself dream of building something real with the
mysterious and complicated man. The idea of an old-fashioned romance, one where Vasya treated
him like something precious and respected him, sounded so very good.
Carrying the box to the couch, he sank down onto the cushion to save his shaky legs and
carefully untied the ribbons. He lifted the lid and laughed out loud. Inside the box sat a traditionally
decorated matryoshka. Amused by Vasya s sense of humor, he turned the nesting doll over in his
hand to examine it.
Wondering if there was anything inside, Ty carefully separated the two halves and discovered a
smaller doll. He separated that one and was rewarded by a small package wrapped in white tissue
paper. Setting aside the doll, he tore open the tissue paper and discovered an exquisitely handcrafted
leather bracelet. He ran his fingers over the braided strips and along the sterling silver tag dangling
like a charm.
Bringing the small tag closer to his eyes, he read the two initials inscribed on one side V and
T and the message on the other one. From Russia, With Love.
Exhaling happily, Ty slid on the bracelet and dropped back against the couch. There was no
stopping the giddiness that bubbled out of him and made him grin. He didn t know where this thing
with Vasya was going but he couldn t wait to get started!
Catch up with Ty and Vasya in a full-length novel to be released in Fall 2014!
All I Want For Christmas
Nikolai
Sticking to the shadows of his restaurant, mob boss and restaurateur Nikolai Kalasnikov leaned
his shoulder against the wall and watched his staff cutting loose and enjoying a well-earned night of
carefree partying. As hard as they worked during the year, they all deserved to eat good food, enjoy
the open bar and dance until they dropped. Two and a half hours into the party, some of them looked
like they were just about to reach that point. Whether it was the free-flowing cocktails or the lateness
of the evening, he couldn t tell.
His amused gaze turned heated as it fell upon Vivian Valero. With her head thrown back in
laughter, she presented such a tantalizing vision. The emerald shade of the lacy dress she wore
complemented her black hair and bright blue eyes to utter perfection. He instantly recognized the
diamond bracelet adorning her wrist as the one he had given her last Christmas. They matched the
earrings dangling from her ears, the same set he had gifted her on her birthday.
As if she sensed him watching her, Vee glanced away from the small group she chatted with and
smiled at him. Bewitched by her beautiful face, he returned her friendly look. One mischievous little
wink from her and his heart raced. The cherry red hue on her lips tempted him greatly. If he kissed
her, how would she taste? Sweet, he surmised. Intoxicating.
Refusing to surrender to the dangerous yearning he felt toward the young woman he guarded
from afar, he broke their shared gaze. Their friendship was complicated enough without him looking
at her like a lovesick puppy.
Nikolai spotted one of his enforcers lumbering through the kitchen entrance. He checked the
black leather stretched across Sergei s broad shoulders for any signs of precipitation but saw nothing.
He hoped the wintry mix of rain and sleet had finally stopped for the night. He wanted everything to
go perfectly tonight and bad weather wasn t part of those plans.
Without having to be beckoned, Sergei knew he was needed. The great big bear of a man edged
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