The Accountant

Chapter 10 Shhhh Dominic

"Why do you have to come home with me tonight?"

He bit the fleshy side of his cheek to stop his smile. Instead of feeling irritated, he relished the idea of his detka getting impatient with him. It was infinitely better than her being too quiet. This passionate side of her --with expressive brown eyes spitting fire-- was a turn on.

Damn! She was in a bad mood. His detka. Ever since they got inside the car, she scooted away from him, averted her gaze and looked out the window. Her attention to the mundane scenery and her silent statement as loud as a thunderstorm.

The fact they had spent the best part of the afternoon lolling in bed hadn't sweetened her prerogative.

He couldn't help it! He was addicted to her. She can't ever be out his sight for far longer than five hours and she should get used it. And that was inside the premises of his building where he could go see her anytime.

She was fidgeting in her seat, lips bowed in a pout. He won't allow that. He had to make her happy.

Her small hands slapped his off to stop him from plucking her from her comfortable space.

He held her in place on his lap firmly, ignoring her curses and epithets. His eyes crinkled at the corners from her inventiveness. Who would dare call him an obnoxious Russian jackass?

Pressing his lips to keep from grinning, he murmured soothing endearments to his baby girl. Pressing kisses on her fragrant hair.

Some of the tension left her body and she sagged in his arms. That's better.

"Tell me what has upset you, baby? She kept her arms folded on her new dress. Reminding him of one of the reasons why she was giving him the cold shoulder. His Beau does not want him to buy her costly girl stuff.

Why? All the women like it. Except, she is different from those women, moron.

Tsk. His conscience was right. He miscalculated once more.

Dominic stayed silent and waited patiently for her response.

" 'Tis my last day of work. I gave you the complete report and I thought this is our last day of...of...affair." She whispered the last word and tilted her face away from him.

Had he not made his intentions clear? In bed you did

would you think that?" His palm cupped her right cheek so he could gaze at her velvety brown depths. Mentally frowning at

and all but it's over." Beau replied in earnest. Truly

His voice was

was not from fear of his dominance. It was from excitement. He should not gloat. Not in front of her. But he was

and

for the first time he found himself embroiled in a lover's quarrel.

her point. "This is not permanent, Dominic. We had

mentally shifting gears into place. Trying to plan his

you, I'll do it. Actually, that's not a bad idea. We will get to it when we reach home." Yeah. A very sound

They would be home soon. Then

He hoped so.

***

have a security detail all the time, Dom?" He sighed heavily

thanking Alec while his detka smiled

for hoping.

him crazy. From lust and contentment to jealousy and blinding rage in a span of few

she tugged at his sleeve, her face upturned, waiting for his reply. Glancing down, his eyes softened immediately. He had also known --right from the moment he set eyes on her-- that he was utterly and irrevocably fucked! By this slip of a woman. Who's IQ was out

it if she had fallen asleep during the drive home. However, she

kick him out, then she must prepare for war. Because the mafia king had always emerged

talk." He was getting impatient. This hurdle

brown eyes. The last thing he wanted was to upset her. And she has never cried before --well except when she was coming hard on

want anything to drink?" Beau asked softly

on her fabulous red sofa, he shook his head.

settled to his right and faced

and don't

on." Rough hands swallowed her small and dainty ones. Hers was cold. He made sure to rub her palm to give

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