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Jade moved to close the door, but Angelo was quick, pushing it open and stepping inside without hesitation.
“You are indeed an exasperating woman, Miss Whitenhouse, even outside the office,” Angelo said, rolling his eyes.
“Says the most infuriating man I’ve ever met,” Jade shot back, crossing her arms. “How do you know where I live?”
I stayed silent, feeling Mikhïl’s eyes on me.
“I came here to ask a favor. I’m heading to Australia and coincidentally ran into Mr. Volkov,” Angelo explained. “Are you available?”
A trip to Australia? That’s news to me.
Angelo hadn’t mentioned anything about leaving the country.
“No-”
“Yes, she is. I was just leaving,” I cut in, interrupting Jade.
I set my cup of cold tea in the sink and slipped on my black Doc Martens, avoiding everyone’s eyes.
“Are you sure?” Jade asked, concern in her voice. “You can stay here tonight. We could have a sleepover and watch Magic Mike! I haven’t seen that movie in ages, and it might be just what we need.”
I raised my head, my eyes as wide as lemons, and my cheeks red.
“I’m…”
“Magic Mike?” Mikhaïl’s voice cut in.
“Yeah, male strippers who look like Greek gods,” Jade said with a chuckle, fanning her face. “You men could learn a thing or two; the world would be much better if…”
Feeling embarrassed, I quickly finished lacing my shoes, grabbed my leather jacket, and pulled a hair tie from my pocket to put my hair in a high ponytail.
“I’m good, Jade. I’ll text you later.”
I offered Angelo a strained smile before heading towards the door, but Mikhaïl stood in my way, blocking the path.
My gaze lowered to his chest, then lifted slowly, tracing the line of his neck where his necklace rested. An impulse to reach out and touch it, to draw him closer, flickered briefly. I continued upwards, meeting his lips and his dark eyes patiently waiting for mine.
“I’ll drop you off.”
My heart skipped a beat.
There was an unspoken understanding in the charged atmosphere.
It felt like his eyes forgave me for running away earlier.
I managed a nod, a hesitant smile tugging at my lips. “Sure, that would be nice.”
He stepped aside, gesturing for me to proceed.
I turned, waving goodbye to Jade.
“I stand by what I said,” Jade’s voice echoed from across the room. “We can even go to a real Magic Mike show; there’s one in Brooklyn every?—”
Mikhaïl shut the door with a solid thud, cutting her off.
Suppressing a laugh, I pressed my lips together.
Men and their egos.
