Page 6 of Her Selfless Warrior (Omega Sky)
“No, your uncle brought it.”
“Cool. Where’d you get it from?” Roman wanted to know. The boy had one hell of a sweet tooth.
“I got apple and berry strudel from Kolache.” He saw his sister’s eyes go soft. Their mother had always made it for them. Even though Irina had only been three years old when they had to flee, the strudel was one of the few things he knew that Irina remembered from their time in Russia.
“Sweet!” Roman crowed as he jumped up and headed to the kitchen.
Lexi followed. “You better not snag all the berry strudel before it gets to the table,” she admonished.
“You’re a good big brother,” Irina said in Russian.
“You make it easy,” Kostya replied in kind. “You’re raising good kids. They scare the hell out of me, but they’re good kids.”
Irina laughed. “You’d raise good kids too. I agree with Lexi, I wouldn’t mind spoiling some of your babies.”
Babies? I barely savedyou,Irina, how could I ever have babies?
