The Jersey Vignettes: A Russian Guns Novella (The Russian Guns Book 6) by Bethany-Kris

Author:Bethany-Kris [Bethany-Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bethany-Kris
Published: 2016-01-03T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The sound of running water woke Ana. Blinking away the sleepiness in her vision, she glanced around the dark bedroom. A light filtered out from under the door connecting the bedroom to the master bath. Adrik barely stirred next to his mother as Ana pushed the blanket away and stood from the bed.

Apparently Ana had been more tired than she thought if she had fallen asleep waiting for Koldan. Pregnancy could do that. Plucking up Adrik from the bed, she smiled as the toddler snored against his mother’s shoulder. She walked him to his bedroom and put him in his small bed, covering him up snug under his Thomas the Train blankets.

Making her way back to the master bedroom, Ana wondered why Koldan hadn’t woken her up himself after he got home. Ana knocked on the bathroom door, hearing Koldan’s quiet cuss on the other side.

“Go to bed, Ana,” Koldan said loud enough for her to hear.

Something in the lilt of his tone brokered no room for argument. That told Ana she couldn’t let it go. Well, she wasn’t going to now.

“Open up, Koldan.”

“Ana—”

As far as privacy went, Ana respected her husband’s need for it. He never stepped over her personal lines, and she tried to never step over his. Turning the handle on the bathroom door, she could tell it wasn’t locked. Ana pushed the door open to find Koldan standing against the marble sink with his hands under running water.

His back was tense and even the muscles in his arms looked tight and taut, like he was holding something back. Anger flashed in his gaze as he turned to look at Ana, but it disappeared just as fast. He still wore his clothes from earlier, though his suit jacket was resting over the side of the counter.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Ana asked.

“Please get out.”

“No.”

Koldan sighed, shaking his head. “You’re too stubborn for your own good sometimes, krasivyy.”

“You married me.”

“I did, but that doesn’t mean you don’t frustrate me sometimes, Ana. I love you, but God knows your stubbornness could test the patience of even a Saint.”

Ana shrugged, leaning against the doorframe. “Makes for a good marriage.”

“Actually, it makes for a good woman,” Koldan muttered.

He hissed as he pulled his hands out from the running water and covered them with a towel. He turned just enough to give Ana a good look at the splatters of red dotting over the front of his silk shirt and down his stomach. Some of the red dots had skipped under his jaw and over his chin.

Ana stared at her husband, confused. “Is that blood?”

Koldan’s jaw tensed. “Yes.”

“Oh, Koldan.”

“I told you to go back to bed.”

Maybe she should have.

“Do we have any antibiotics?” her husband asked. “Or a cream, maybe.”

Ana’s brow furrowed. “Why?”

“Just because.”

“Because why, Koldan?”

“I split my knuckles all over that idiot’s teeth and I don’t know what kind of diseases he might have had in his dirty mouth. Do we or don’t we?”

Ana let out a slow breath, massaging her temples with her fingers.

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