12-30-2017, 09:25 PM
Evelyn had to be protected at all costs. Despite his preference she remain safe in the Kremlin, she had to return to the United States at some point, even if it was to cast a vote in the House. Besides himself as protector, he would trust her life with Alric, but Nikolai could not afford to part with Alric any more. Not after Regus penetrated the walls of his very home. Jensen had been allowed to leave the fortress, something Nikolai was extremely reluctant to allow as well. However the man could not be a prisoner. Unhappy men were not likely to save your life twice.
Other than Alric, there was only one other with the ability to adequately protect Evelyn. She and Michael were going to get along splendidly. He almost laughed at that imagery.
Despite the burst of energy coursing Nikolai's veins, Evelyn was weary. She composed herself in the manner perfected by all women. With one sweep of her hair and tug of her clothing, she seemed completely in place as though nothing out of the ordinary at all had happened. Nikolai smiled. On the contrary, the world just changed and nobody knew it but them.
"Of course,"
he looked around to locate her shoes and went so far as to channel them to her hands.
He walked her to the door, where she turned to bid him good night. "No. I am seeing you to your chambers. From this moment on, you will never be without escort. You are priceless to me my dear."
He cupped her cheeks, his own eyes bright with desire, though the object of that desire went unsaid. She was beautiful, that was uncontested. "If something should happen to you, I would be utterly devastated."
Surprisingly, there was quite a bit of truth in that statement.
He kissed her softly, but when her hands snaked into his hair and pulled him close, other desires were flamed. Despite the building heat, Nikolai restrained himself and broke the connection gently.
He contemplated pulling a jacket over his shirt, but they were unlikely to encounter anyone in the halls at this hour. So, despite his self-imposed rules on dress code, he walked her to her rooms in a half-buttoned shirt and said goodnight at the door.
When he returned to his own private quarters, he collapsed on the sedan that was the place of their passions, pulled up a screen and immediately set plans into action.
Other than Alric, there was only one other with the ability to adequately protect Evelyn. She and Michael were going to get along splendidly. He almost laughed at that imagery.
Despite the burst of energy coursing Nikolai's veins, Evelyn was weary. She composed herself in the manner perfected by all women. With one sweep of her hair and tug of her clothing, she seemed completely in place as though nothing out of the ordinary at all had happened. Nikolai smiled. On the contrary, the world just changed and nobody knew it but them.
"Of course,"
he looked around to locate her shoes and went so far as to channel them to her hands.
He walked her to the door, where she turned to bid him good night. "No. I am seeing you to your chambers. From this moment on, you will never be without escort. You are priceless to me my dear."
He cupped her cheeks, his own eyes bright with desire, though the object of that desire went unsaid. She was beautiful, that was uncontested. "If something should happen to you, I would be utterly devastated."
Surprisingly, there was quite a bit of truth in that statement.
He kissed her softly, but when her hands snaked into his hair and pulled him close, other desires were flamed. Despite the building heat, Nikolai restrained himself and broke the connection gently.
He contemplated pulling a jacket over his shirt, but they were unlikely to encounter anyone in the halls at this hour. So, despite his self-imposed rules on dress code, he walked her to her rooms in a half-buttoned shirt and said goodnight at the door.
When he returned to his own private quarters, he collapsed on the sedan that was the place of their passions, pulled up a screen and immediately set plans into action.