To Russia With Love (Countermeasure Series) by Aubrey Cecilia; Almeida Chris

Author:Aubrey, Cecilia; Almeida, Chris [Aubrey, Cecilia; Almeida, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Thrillers, Suspense
ISBN: 9780987921789
Publisher: Éire Publishing
Published: 2012-07-19T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Promises, Promises

JESSICA JUGGLED THE TAKEOUT BAG and her purse as she unlocked the door to Stephan’s house. After spending the day tied up with Cassandra’s curious request for a deep profile and background check on Boris Kostas, she was looking forward to enjoying a nice dinner and a quiet evening with Stephan.

She dropped the bag on the counter and ran upstairs for a quick change. More and more her personal items were finding their way to Stephan’s closet. Although he hadn’t said a word about it, she had caught him eyeing her things and wasn’t sure what to make of the emotion she had seen in his charged, troubled eyes at the time.

Back in the kitchen she set the small table instead of the larger one in the formal dining room for the two of them—it was more intimate that way—and turned the oven to pre-heat so she could slide the lasagna in, timing it for his arrival from work.

As she pressed the last button, the phone rang and she scrambled for it, catching it on the fourth ring.

“Hello?” she answered breathlessly.

“I was about to hang up and call your cell.” Stephan’s deep voice sent a ripple of sensual awareness through her.

“I just got here. I’m getting dinner ready. What time will you be home?” She cradled the phone between her ear and shoulder as she carried the lasagna from the counter to the stovetop, readying it for when the oven beeped.

“That’s why I’m calling. Not any time soon. I’ve been rather distracted of late—” A chuckle rumbled over the phone, “—and need to compensate by putting in some extra hours. There’s a specific project that needs my attention.”

“I hope you haven’t been annoyed by the reason for your…distraction,” she quipped back.

“Not at all.” His tone deepened. “It’s been the best weeks of my life.”

Goose bumps formed on her skin at the warmth and promises held in his words. “I’m glad. It’s been the best time of my life, as well.” Loaded questions crashed and tumbled in the silence until she prompted, “Should I go home?”

His reply was quick. “No. Stay. I should be home in a couple of hours.”

Her heart fluttered with joy at knowing he wanted her there, in his house, waiting for him. Home. His house had begun to feel more and more like hers also. “I’ll wait.”

“See you soon.”

Jessica hung up the phone and turned off the oven. Stowing the lasagna for later, she leaned against the counter and considered what she could do to fill her time until he got home. TV or a good book weren’t enough to keep her attention for long. After almost two hours of aimlessly walking around the house, fluffing pillows, straightening perfectly angled paintings, and re-organizing tidy cabinets, she’d had enough.

Her thoughts turned to Stephan cooped up in his office buried in reports. She pictured him hunched over his desk, the knot of his tie loosened, his dress shirt unbuttoned, displaying a peek of his skin and the soft layer of hair on his chest.

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