To Coach a Killer by Victoria Laurie

Author:Victoria Laurie [Laurie, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2020-06-12T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Hours later I propped my elbow on the pillow, placed my head onto my palm and stared at Maks in the soft glow of the full moon streaming in from the window. It struck me in that moment that this was like something out of a movie, and everything about having him here next to me felt both comfortable and foreign at the same time.

Maks smiled at me and reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. “What’s going on in that gorgeous head of yours?” he asked.

“I was thinking this is all a bit surreal,” I confessed.

Maks cocked his head. “It is?”

“Yes. I . . . you’re the only man I’ve . . . uh . . . entertained in my bedroom since my husband. And I was with him for nearly two decades.”

Maks chuckled. “If it’s any consolation, I was quite entertained.”

I felt my cheeks heat. “Saying, ‘had sex with’ just takes the romance out of it, you know?”

He nodded. “I do. But I can’t imagine anything taking the romance out of what just happened between us, Catherine.”

I fiddled with the bedsheet. “It was pretty great, wasn’t it?”

“It was fantastic.”

It was my turn to chuckle and then I sighed contentedly. “What brought you over here anyway? I mean, I’m sure you didn’t come by just to carry me upstairs and have your way with me . . . or did you?”

Maks rolled onto his back and stretched. “No, no. I didn’t come here expecting anything. But when you opened that door and I saw how beautiful you were in the glow of the moonlight and your robe . . . well . . . can you blame me?”

I reached out and traced his biceps with my index finger. He was gorgeously well defined and in incredible shape for a man in his midforties. “So why did you come here?”

“Well . . . I wanted to thank you, and I wanted to explain what happened.”

A small area of tension that I’d been carrying with me ever since I’d been pulled into Maks’s arrest eased. I’d been worried he’d try to avoid explaining things to me, and it was a great relief to hear that he wanted to set the record straight. “I’m listening,” I said.

Maks rolled onto his side and mirrored my posture. “I needed to be seen with you,” he said.

“You did?” What did that even mean?

“Yes,” Maks continued. “I’m very good at reading people, Catherine. Not nearly as well as your sister, but she’s in a league of her own—”

“True,” I said.

“But I’m still very, very good at picking up subtleties that other people miss. It makes me a very good poker player, and it’s the reason I’ve managed to remain alive even though I swim with the sharks, so to speak.”

“Okay,” I said. “So who was it that you needed to read?”

“Boris,” he said bluntly. “Basayev has been off lately. He’s a suspicious man by nature, and because of that, he’s very structured and habitual.

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