Page 44 of Grizzly Sleuth
She nodded.
“Guess we’ll have to talk to him about the fact we’re lovers.” Idris spoke as if it would happen again.
She didn’t protest because she knew it would. But first she’d have to talk to Yuri. After they dressed, Idris gave her a tender kiss before they climbed into separate beds.
He stared at her as he whispered, “Night, beautiful.”
Exhaustion took her more quickly than expected, and she didn’t wake until someone tapped at the door.
Before she could rouse enough to answer, Idris did, bounding from his bed to let in Yuri.
Her brother took one step inside, flared his nostrils, and immediately swung his fist.
Chapter Thirteen
Despite it being unexpected,Idris ducked the blow and retreated as Yuri growled, “You defiled my sister! Don’t deny it. I can smell it!”
Apparently sluicing off hadn’t been enough. Idris hung his head. “Sorry. That was disrespectful of me.”
“Don’t you dare apologize.” Svetlana huffed as she jumped between them. “What is wrong with you?”
“He—”
Before Yuri could finish his sentence, she poked him in the chest. “Did nothing wrong. I’m a grown woman who can do what she likes with whomever she wants. And you’re one to talk. You reek of sex.”
The claim stiffened Yuri. “That’s different.”
“How?” she barked.
“Because you’re my sweet and pure sister.”
A claim that led to Svetlana snorting. “Sister, yes, pure, no, but you already know that. I haven’t been a virgin since my teens, not that my love life is any of your business. I’ll also add that if I want to seduce a man, I will.”
“You seduced him?” Yuri exclaimed as his shocked gaze bounced from Idris to Svetlana.
“I did, so don’t be blaming Idris.”
“He should have said no,” Yuri muttered, and Idris knew better than to say anything along the lines ofAs if I could resist her.Because one touch, one kiss, and he was lost.
“I, for one, am glad he didn’t reject me, and I’m done talking about it.”
“But—”
“Done!” she snapped.
To try and discharge some of the bristling tension, Idris changed the subject. “I take it your date went well.”
Yuri’s expression brightened. “Very, despite the fact the pair of you were spying on me.”
“Hardly spying,” Svetlana retorted.
“I saw you,” Yuri accused. “Twice, as a matter of fact.”
Arms crossed, Svetlana drawled, “Well, excuse me for being concerned.”
“I’ll forgive you this time,” a magnanimous Yuri declared. “At least you didn’t ruin my dinner with Olga.”
“Did you manage to find anything out?” Now that Yuri had returned safe—and Idris still had all his teeth—he wanted all the tidbits.
