and cleared the scratchy lump in his throat before he turned to face her. “Natasha, we need to talk. Why don’t we sit down,” he said, motioning for her to sit on the edge of the bed.
True to form, Natasha misinterpreted the signals and swooped in for the kill.
“What is it you’d like to discuss?” Natasha smiled suggestively. She scooted closer to him on the bed and draped her hand on his upper thigh in invitation.
Andreas rubbed the back of his neck to relieve the tension.
“It’s about the club.” He squirmed on the bed next to her, both because of their topic of conversation and the way her fingers caressed him so close to his member. “We need to make some changes to the way things are managed.”
“Changes. Mmm hmm.” Natasha nodded in agreement, shaking her head up and down. She moved her hands to his chest and worked her fingers to loosen the knot she’d recently tied in an effort to undo the buttons on his shirt. “Shall we start with changing you out of these clothes?”
Andreas immediately stood and paced across the room. He scrubbed his hands over his face in an effort to stall. He needed more time to think through what he had to say.
“No, that’s not what I meant. Please. This is important.” Andreas pushed her hands away, pleading with her to listen. Out of embarrassment, Natasha turned her head slightly to avoid eye contact.
“Sorry,” Natasha whispered as she lowered her eyes toward the floor. “Go ahead. I’m listening.”
Guilt gnawed its way through Andreas’s belly. He still hadn’t said what needed to be said. “Natasha, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. It’s just that…I’ve got a lot going on right now. And I’m trying to tell you something…something that’s not gonna be easy for me to admit.”
“I said I’m listening.” Natasha spat the words at him defiantly on the verge of losing control.
“Okay. Well, as I was saying, we need to change the way we do things at the club. We’ve got to tighten up our policies, especially related to employee conduct. There’ve been some complaints. A possible sexual harassment lawsuit against a couple of bouncers. And now one of our own is being summoned by the coven’s board of trustees to face some very serious accusations.”
“Oh my God, Andreas. I didn’t realize this was so serious.” Her sleepy bedroom eyes shot open. “Who is it? What is the charge?”
“It’s Ivan. I don’t know if you’ve heard anything about the incident involving his girlfriend? I can’t recall her name, but she’s human.”
Natasha looked at her feet and tried not to show any emotion.
“Actually, I had,” she admitted. “Her name is Anna. Anna Winter. I went with him to visit her in the hospital. He was pretty broken up about the whole thing. But these things happen. He’s been a vampire for less than a year. He’s still learning control.”
“I understand that, Natasha.” Andreas placed a hand on her knee. It was a comforting gesture he hoped like hell she wouldn’t misconstrue. “It isn’t me you’ve got to convince. It’s the members of the board of trustees.”
“Are you kidding me? Those guys have NO mercy!” she shouted. “They’ll have him killed. Andreas, how did this get so far?
How could this possibly happen when your family has so much influence over the coven?”
Andreas winced at her question. Even though he knew it was coming, he couldn’t quite prepare for it. “Natasha, you know my father has supreme confidence in your abilities as the family’s head of security.” Andreas did his best to convince Natasha of that fact. But Aristotle belittled his own son at will, so he doubted she’d take the bait. “He has to answer to the rest of the vampire community.
Honestly, they are worried about the situation getting out of hand.
They want to use Ivan as an example.”
“The situation. What situation are you referring to?” Natasha demanded, her tone sounded angrier by the
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