The Enforcer by Renee Rose

Author:Renee Rose
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Renee Rose

Chapter 8

Story

I end up hanging out for another hour with Oleg and his friends in the living area, meeting Ravil’s wife, Lucy, when she comes in from a swim. Apparently this millionaire pad has a heated pool and hot tub on the roof. I’m tempted to ask Oleg if we can go skinny-dipping, but I’m starting to get antsy.

But the longer the day goes on, the more I feel like I need to get back to my place. I have classes to teach tomorrow. Or maybe that’s just my excuse. I also have this underlying, nagging anxiety to leave. It’s the nudge I get when relationships get to a certain stage. This one got here faster than most, but it’s been more intense than most. We packed a couple months into the past week.

“Well, I should be going.” I swivel to slide off the barstool I’ve been perched on since lunch.

Oleg blocks my way, concern written on his face.

I change direction and slide off on the opposite side, nimbly taking a quick-step in the direction of Oleg’s room. “It was so great hanging out with you guys.” I turn and wave at the group. Oleg is right behind me.

I head back down the hallway to his room and slide my feet into my boots again. I pick up my coat and guitar.

Oleg shakes his head.

“Oleg, I can’t stay here forever.”

He doesn’t move, but he’s blocking the door.

“Can you drive me to my place?”

He hesitates then shakes his head.

“That’s cool,” I say, pulling out my phone. “I’ll schedule a Lyft.”

Oleg takes my phone away from me.

“Hey.” I get that he can’t talk, but he’s pushing it.

He cups my face with so much tenderness, I can hardly stay mad.

“I really need to go.”

A half-baked idea forms. Knowing he doesn’t seem to want his friends to know what happened last night, I whirl and dart through the door back to the living room then throw open the door to the elevator hallway from there.

Oleg’s right behind me, but as I’d guessed, he doesn’t catch or stop me.

The elevator door is open, and I step into it. I press the button as Oleg hefts his body between the doors to block them from closing.

He shakes his head at me.

“I can’t stay here forever, Oleg. I’m feeling cooped up, and you haven’t told me what’s going on.” I give him a pointed look.

To his credit, he draws back slightly. Like communicating hadn’t even occurred to him.

“I don’t want to have this fight with you,” I tell him, even though we’re really not having a fight. We’re so much sweeter to each other than most people I know, even when we’re at odds.

He shakes his head again, eyes rounding at the word fight.

But he refuses to move. He holds the door open and tips his head in the direction of his room.

“Uh uh. I really have to leave now. I have lessons to give tomorrow.”

He raps his knuckles against the door and tips his head again.

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