Healed by Them_A Reverse Harem Romance by Serena Akeroyd

Author:Serena Akeroyd [Akeroyd, Serena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

“Are you supposed to be down here?”

The statement, complete with Russian accent, had her jolting in place. Not only because she’d had her back to the staircase but because she’d been lost in her thoughts. Thoughts that centered around the man currently infiltrating her kitchen.

How was she supposed to act around him?

Like she didn’t know? Like everything was normal?

To him, it was. After all, he wasn’t to know Kurt had told her the truth about his family, and wasn’t that for the best? She knew Kurt had only told her because… Well, she wasn’t sure why. She got the feeling he’d been on the brink of telling her to go and speak with Andrei, but he’d stopped. Had studied her, then had revealed a nasty truth.

Had he sensed her concern? Her anxiety for this, the first man in their household who had touched her? Had he felt her panic when she’d read deeply into his words, sensing the undertones led to a grim reality?

She jolted when a gentle tug at her hair brought her attention back to the matter at hand. Looking up at him and sending him a quick smile she hoped didn’t convey her sudden unease, she mock-grumbled, “Not you too? I wouldn’t be in here if I wasn’t well enough.”

He snorted, seemingly amused. “Had a lot of that today, huh?” he asked. Before he headed toward the fridge, he bent down and kissed her softly on the temple. She smiled into the kiss, loving this new habit they were all adopting. “We can’t help but be concerned about you, Sascha. It was too close a call—” His jaw clenched as his words broke off.

She pressed her hand to her mouth and watched as he retrieved a beer from the fridge. He saw her gesture, tilted his head at the sight of it, then, his lips twitched.

That was the only indication he’d noticed.

“Are you okay?”

She shrugged. “I guess. It’s weird thinking we might be in a hospital or the morgue right now.”

“Cheerful thoughts,” Andrei teased after he took a deep sip of beer. When the alcohol hit home, he let out a deep sigh.

“I thought Russians only drank vodka.”

He rolled his eyes. “Want me to do the mazurka too?”

She smirked. “I’d probably pay to see that if I’m being honest.”

“Why do I believe that?” He laughed, then, growing sober, he murmured, “I’m sorry if what happened today frightened you.”

She watched him lean back against the counter, propping himself up with an elbow like he didn’t have a care in the world.

Maybe he didn’t, she pondered.

He’d watched his mother being murdered. Aged seven. Seven! Once a person had seen that, could anything else shock them?

Goddammit, seven!

She still couldn’t grasp it. Couldn’t comprehend how this wonderful man had seen such violence, such horror.

Kurt hadn’t told her much, just enough to quench the need she had for answers, but those answers hadn’t eased her worry. If anything, the revelation had made it a thousand times worse.

The need to touch him, to connect with him, overwhelmed her.

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