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I wheel around to face my boss, who’s still sprawled on the basement floor. He doesn’t look me in the eye, but the tops of his cheeks are red.
I swallow, and Dimitri rolls to his feet in one easy motion, clearing his throat as he stares at the ground. “I apologize,” he grits out, pressing his lips together. “I . . . didn’t mean to startle you.”
“You didn’t!” I blurt. Damn, why isn’t this towel longer? “I mean, you did, but it’s your house. I just thought you were gone, and —”
“I went for a run,” he says in a dazed voice, rubbing the back of his neck. “I was about to head out to the pond when I heard . . .” He shakes his head. “Nevermind.”
For some reason, that explanation gives me pause. “But it’s freezing outside,” I say, stating the obvious. “The pond is covered in ice.”
“I was about to take a cold plunge,” he explains, still not looking at me. “It . . . helps to clear my head.”
“Uh-huh.”
Dimitri bends down to retrieve my book, and I stiffen at the sudden movement. At first I think he’s going to hand it to me, but then he stops and meets my gaze, that luscious mouth forming a frown. “You didn’t get any wine.”
I blink. Is he serious?
“I didn’t — I mean, I wouldn’t. That’s your wine. I would never —”
“You are my guest,” he says simply, looking at me as though my objections are ridiculous. “Besides, I have more than I could drink in a lifetime.”
“No.” I shake my head, my skin still on fire.
It feels silly to refuse Dimitri’s wine out of fear of blurring the boundary between employer and employee when I just assaulted him in the nude, but a girl’s gotta draw the line somewhere.
“I insist,” he says, sliding past me into the wine cellar and turning on the light.
“You really don’t have to,” I huff, pivoting toward the room. I’m unjustifiably annoyed that he’s being so nice to me. I’m also annoyed that he’s offering me wine instead of just letting me flee to my room and locking myself in there for the rest of the night.
“What do you like to drink?” he asks, as if I’m a guest he invited over for dinner and not his recently naked maid.
I sigh, just wanting this conversation to be over. “I’m normally a zinfandel kind of girl.”
I hear the clink of bottles as Dimitri lifts a few out of the racks, hefting the two in his hands before finally selecting one with a classy cream label. “Try this. Trust me.”
I take the wine without looking at it too hard. I’m sure knowing how old and fancy it is would probably make me reluctant to drink my weight in it, which is what I’m going to have to do to scrub this incident from my memory.
“Thank you,” I say quietly, forcing myself to look directly at Dimitri and blushing even more furiously.
He swallows, and his eyes crinkle in a grimace as he hands over my book. “If it makes you feel better, I didn’t see anything.”
“You’re a liar,” I say. “But thank you. And thank you for the wine.”
“You’re welcome.”
Holding tight to my towel, I turn and start back up the stairs, pausing halfway up and twisting over my shoulder to look at him. “Do you really cold plunge in that frozen lake?”
Dimitri nods. “It’s exhilarating. I could show you sometime.”
The way he says it sends a weird little flutter through my chest, but I just nod and hurry back upstairs, wondering just how much of me Dimitri actually saw.
Chapter Six
Dimitri
Jules has disappeared when I come upstairs, but I hear the water running in her suite. All the blood rushes to my cock as I imagine her lithe body sinking into the hot bath water — her supple breasts floating just beneath the surface as the water teases those full, pouty lips.
If I concentrate, I can still feel the softness of her pussy pressed against my thigh — her nipples hard as pebbles against my bare chest.
