Kinsley’s mouth moved, and I tried reading her lips and caught the words, “If you angle just a little.” She was mentally critiquing Jenna; it was hilarious.
Then my eyes narrowed.Whose dick had she sucked to know angles? Nik chuckled, and I turned and aimed a glare at him. Fucker could read my thoughts like no one else.
Nik got a question card and read it out. “If you had to be locked in a room with one person in this group, whom would you choose and why?” He thought for a moment before answering. “Kinsley, because I have about a hundred and one questions I’d love to ask you,” he spoke directly to her.
“You’d ask her questions? Uh-huh, right,” Ivan mocked.
“He could ask them. Doesn’t mean I’d answer.” She notched her head and drew closer to me.
“Oh, baby girl, he won’t save you. He’d come up with a third of them. As far as answering goes, I’m pretty creative. I’ve no doubt I could get you to sing.” Nikolai’s voice took on a husky tone, which had me rolling my eyes.
He was reminding her that our interests revolved around her being on our caseload. She probably thought because Pasha was gone she would fade away. I studied her face and subsequently wanted to kick Nik for being so damned obvious. This was doing the opposite of getting her to open up to us.
“It’s your turn, Kinsley,” Sarah said, breaking the ensuing silence.
She leaned over and picked a card. “Um, yeah. Well, this got awkward real quick. I’m not sure this one is physically possible.” She looked at me, flushing.
Chapter 28
Kinsley
No Touching
Turning my eyes toward Nikolai King, my heart hammered inside my chest. Looking down at my shirt, I giggled. There was no way it was going to fit him.
Alek leaned over and read my card. “Oh, I’m totally moving so I can see this. Well, kitten, better get a move on. Either way, you’re losing a piece of clothing.”
“I can read, thank you very much.”
I flicked my eyes back to Alek, groaning. How was I going to accomplish this task without exposing myself entirely?
“We’re waiting,” Sarah sang out.
“Maybe she’s a little shy. It’s okay, we’re all friends here. Trust me, we’ve all seen it,” Jenna said, trying to sound sweet.
The smile on her face was fake and didn’t reach her eyes. She’d surprised me in the bathroom with her attitude. The fact that she belittled me in front of everyone and was now acting like we were besties straight-up pissed me off.
Maybe it was the two glasses of wine from earlier and the shots of whiskey I’d had, but I stood up with a plan in mind to put this woman in her place.
An idea came to me almost immediately. It was going to require assistance from Ivan. I leaned over and kissed Alek’s cheek.
Whispering in his ear, I asked, “Do you mind if I borrow Ivan for something?”
“Not at all. I can’t wait to see how you make this work. Would you like me to read it out?”
“Yes, please,” I said, and his face softened, taking me by surprise.
“I dare you to switch shirts with the person sitting directly across from you. Make it show-worthy.”
I kept my eyes on Jenna and watched her huff and sit back. Nik grinned like a Cheshire cat. His green eyes danced wickedly, and there was a darkness in the undercurrent of his demeanor.
I stood, as did Alek; he moved to an empty chair so he could have a front-row seat. Turning to Sarah, I smiled and said, “I need to borrow Ivan for a minute. I’ll give him back, I promise.”
I didn’t wait for permission because, truthfully, I didn’t need it. Alek had already given me the green light, although he had no clue what I was going to do. All I could do was hope it wasn’t going to get me into trouble.
I stepped toward Ivan. His eyes were strangely curious as they studied me. Using my body, I pushed my way between his thick, muscular legs and stood in front of him.
His hands rested on his thighs, and I leaned in and trailed my hand up his, caressing his arm in the process. His skin was warm to the touch, and I sighed at the feel of him under my fingertips.
