Page 31 of The Arrangement

Anton was covering her body with his again, lips finding hers as his tongue swept the seam of her lips teasingly. The languid speed he took to taste and love her mouth was a soothing beat to the aftershocks her body was still experiencing from their previous coupling. Before Viviana could try to get his cock rising again, he leaned over and hit the call button on the conference phone sitting on the bedside table. The panel on the wall lit up with an immediate response.

Clarissa’s voice suddenly chimed through the panel. “Mr. Avdonin?”

“It’s nearly six, yeah?”

“Yes, sir. Supper is almost finished, but if you’d like to take it in your office, I can bring the plates up.”

Anton hummed indecisively.

“I’ll unlock the door to your stairwell. Allow Rocco up. How many calls have Ivan and Erik pestered you with, Clarissa?”

“Not many.”

“Are you sure?”

“A few …”

“Next time, tell them to stop calling. You’re not my assistant and you don’t deliver messages. I’ll call them back when I can. Otherwise, turn the phones off for the evening. Viviana and me, we still have some catching up to do.”

Viviana smiled against the strong arm lying beside her face. She caught his eyes traveling over the length of her naked form with an open brazenness that was filled with want. That lump returned in her throat with a vengeance. Despite her muscles being sore and her body feeling sticky and in serious need of a bath, she wasn’t about to complain.

“Oh, and you have all that spa nonsense in the bathroom downstairs, yes?” At Clarissa’s quiet agreement, he said, “Bring it up for Vine, and in the next few days you can take her out to show her where she can get some more if she likes it. You can pick up whatever you need also, okay?”

Viviana swore she could hear the knowing smile in the woman’s voice when she answered, “Absolutely, sir.”

Chapter Eight

“Hmm.” Viviana hummed indecisively. “This one is a maybe.”

Anton leaned over and sniffed the body lotion as she held it out to him. The slight crinkle of his nose told her he didn’t like the scent of the product. Despite him having asked Clarissa to take Viviana out to get some of her own things for the bathroom, Anton ended up going with her himself. She didn’t mind, seeing as how it would be good if he enjoyed the stuff she bought, too.

Well, that and Viviana was starting to get stir crazy inside the safe house. A walk everyday with Rocco wasn’t enough to make her unrest disappear, and Anton hadn’t allowed her to go anywhere else unless she had at least three bulls with her at all times. It wasn’t fun, but she understood.

Today, it was just Anton and her.

Viviana loved that.

Anton eyed the lotion. “No. Too spicy. Women shouldn’t smell spicy.”

Coyly, she raised a single brow. “And just how should a woman smell?”

“Beautiful,” he replied, smirking. “Delicate. Soft, like their skin. Silky, like their hair. Sexy.”

That hadn’t been the answer she was expecting. Something akin to anticipation coiled in her stomach as he stared down at her with mischief in his gaze.

“Those things aren’t smells, Anton.”

“Nope,” he agreed, “but that’s how I’d describe you. I think you smell like that naturally. Without all of this other stuff, baby.”

“Oh.”

When his hand came up to graze along her jaw, Anton added, “But you also smell like flowers because of that perfume you use. Soaks right into my lungs. You should find something like that.” Viviana nodded as he grabbed a candle from the top shelf and added it to her basket. “Also, these candles are nice.”

“Should I start questioning your sexuality because of this sudden scent love you’ve got going on?”

Without warning, Anton’s arm reached out and wrapped her shoulders, pulling her back into his chest. A dark growl formed in the back of his throat before he nipped her neck playfully while his other hand slipped down to cup her ass over her jeans. At the same time that she melted into his embrace, the door to the spa shop chimed to say another customer had entered. While they were closer to the back of the store and there weren’t a lot of people inside, she certainly didn’t want to be caught in a suggestive position, either.

When Viviana squirmed in his hold, Anton only chuckled.