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“Strong words, Viktor,” Marissa said lightly, but her heart was pounding.Tell me you love me, she wanted to say,so I can say it back.
But he didn’t. And Marissa figured, she’d have to wait a little longer to tell him what she really felt for him.
Marissa was lyingon top of him. He’d just woken her with his tongue and fucked her very slowly. He savored her softness, her addictive heat gripping him like a silken glove, and her heady scent that was uniquely her. He managed to coax her back to his loft yesterday, leaving the mess of her row house behind. He told her he’d get someone to clean it up since he created the mess.
It was a Sunday morning, and this was a rare occasion to be lounging around in bed, with no crisis or city to save from terrorists.
Viktor didn’t know what to do with himself. On days likethis, he’d usually run a half-marathon or go into AGS and just work on cases. Yes, he’d had a pretty shitty personal life and he’d been fine with it, but now that he had Marissa, he wondered if he should be doing more.
He gritted his teeth as he remembered his conversation with Trent.Doing more. Like taking Marissa on a proper date. He trailed his fingers absently on her upper arm.
“What do you want to do today, kitten?” he murmured against her hair.
She stiffened, pushed away, and peered down at him. “What do you mean? Don’t you have to go in to AGS?”
“Nope. All yours, baby.”
Her expression hazed in confusion. Not uttering a word, she got up and went to the bathroom.
What the fuck just happened?Viktor thought irritably.What the hell did he say?
Muttering about complicated women, he followed Marissa into the bathroom. She was brushing her teeth, regarding a spot on the wall with intense contemplation. Sighing, Viktor did the same, the whir of electronic toothbrushes the only sound in the room.
She finished, wiped her face on the towel, and walked out.
Reaching the end of his patience, he quickly rinsed his mouth and stalked out after her.
“What did I say wrong?” he asked when he caught up with her in the kitchen.
“I don’t know how to deal with this new side of you,” Marissa said. “First, you agree so readily to have dinner at my parents and now this. It’s almost like you’re about to ask me to do normal couple things.”
“Aren’t we a fucking couple?”
Marissa quirked her brow. “Fucking couple is appropriate.”
“Shit!” Viktor raked his fingers through his hair. “That’snot what I meant and you know it. Do you think for a second that sex is all I want from you?”
“Of course not,” Marissa said. “When we got together, we never had the chance to do regular couple things—”
“Like dating—”
“Or just hanging out,” Marissa said. “We’re always investigating new leads or battling a life or death situation. We have sex when we’re coming down from a high of adrenalin. And now you ask me what to do when I’m all relaxed—I have no idea.”
“We have to start somewhere.”
“But I know you don’t do these things. I don’t want to change you, Viktor. I accept the man you are. You don’t have to buy me flowers or take me to nice dinners.”
“Are you sure?” Viktor asked sarcastically. “Because your brother thinks otherwise. Part of me agrees with him that you’re not cut out for someone like me. But damn it, the bigger part of me knows that I could make you happy.”
“And you do.” Marissa stepped toward him and put a hand on his jaw tenderly. He could see in her eyes that she meant it, and that only pissed him off more.
“How? Getting you off on the thrill of a mission or just plain getting you off in bed?” He backed away. He knew he was getting worked up over nothing. Why rock the boat when everything was working? But he was in this with her for the long haul. He wanted forever with her.
“That was crude,” Marissa snapped, crossing her arms in front of her, a sure sign of her growing temper.
“So do this normal shit with me,” Viktor demanded with a wave of his hand.
“Okay. Are you willing to go to the mall?” Marissa asked.
