Last Kiss by Jessica Clare & Jen Frederick

Author:Jessica Clare & Jen Frederick [Clare, Jessica & Frederick, Jen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Romance
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2015-05-03T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

NAOMI

We return to the hotel in silence. Vasily is not talking, and I’m rather sleepy. It was exhausting having to leave the club without my earplugs and blindfold. The entire situation rattled my brain until it was only Vasily’s tightly clenched hand on my shoulder that kept me from spiraling.

Actually, I probably spiral a little anyhow. I can with Vasily controlling things. He makes the strange situation safe for me, so I can sink into my mind and relax. At some point in the car, I lose track of things and retreat to my safe “Itsy Bitsy Spider” song. When I blink back to reality, I realize it’s four a.m. and I’m in bed. Someone has taken off my shoes and tucked me under the covers. I’m still clothed, so I know I didn’t do it myself. I never sleep with clothes on.

It constantly surprises me how kind Vasily is to me. I know he’s an assassin and I’m just his bizarre hacker partner in crime, but he is . . . different. More than a friend. In fact, if we weren’t in the situation we were in, I’d call him my best friend. No one else ever takes care to make sure that I’m comfortable like he does. It’s small things that tell me he’s thinking of me and my quirks even when I’m not in my own head. No one, not even my brother Daniel, is so attuned to my needs.

Around Vasily I don’t feel like a freak or a weirdo. He makes my idiosyncrasies seem normal instead of strange. And I’m filled with a weird sort of affection for this man . . . affection and fascination.

I wonder where he is right now.

I’m thirsty, so I get up out of bed. My laptop is open, and I’m unable to resist a computer screen, and so I sit, yawning, and begin to do maintenance. I check my sites, handle incoming correspondence, pick through my accounts to see how my script is working, shut down any hacks that have gone over the allowed time. Small, minute, daily things that settle my brain. I set up a script to send money to Daniel every other day at random times. Only a little here and there, dribbling into his account so he won’t get suspicious. My brother is very lax with his bank account; I’m pretty sure he only checks it once a month just to make sure he has money in there. It’s a good thing I figured out his password years ago so I can manage things for him. I like control.

I set the computer to do a few search strings on past history regarding Marco Cassano and Dorsoduro. I also set the query to look up random spellings of those names, removing or adding an S in case of mistyping. I also search for dollar signs in places of S and zeros for O, since it’s another way black hats try to stay under the radar and mask information.

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