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“And Gideon?”

Kostya shrugged. “He’s going on his own vacation.”

“Okay,” she said slowly. “You know the rules. Who is it for me to question?”

“Exactly.”

After she finished her water, Kostya grabbed her hand and slid his fingers through hers. She looked at him through her eyelashes and gave him a shy smile. A loving smile. It warmed his heart.

Damn right he was going onvacationwith her. Lark might not realize it, but he would do anything in his power to keep her safe. It didn’t take long for her to push back her seat and close her eyes. When he finally heard her breath take on the soft cadence of sleep he allowed himself to follow.

* * *

“I likea woman who packs light. She’s definitely a keeper,” Gideon said under his breath. “Of course, there’s the whole thing with you being in the rescue mode again.” He flagged down the Uber and Kostya looked over his shoulder to where Lark was still on her phone.

Kostya snorted. “Lark is the last woman on Earth who needs rescuing. She’s been everywhere and done everything and came away with not a scratch. I had to cajole, push and plead for her to let me come with her on this trip and even then it didn’t work.”

“So what did?” Gideon asked as the Uber pulled over to the curb.

Kostya gave his friend a wicked grin. “A gentleman never tells.”

“Way to go!” Gideon said as he laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Lark asked as she came up to them.

“Everything,” Gideon answered. “Your Uber has arrived. You’re going to love your accommodations.”

Kostya shook his head. God only knew what Gideon had up his sleeve. By the time they checked in he realized what Gideon had done. Kostya and Lark were checked into the presidential suite at the same room rate he’d originally signed up for.

“Are you kidding me?” Lark said when she walked into the room and immediately toed off her shoes so she could revel in the plush feel of the carpet. “Just how much do they pay you in the Navy?”

“Sorry to burst your bubble, but this is just another little gift from Gideon, so if you’re all into me for the money, you’re going to have to rethink things.”

Lark dropped her purse on the floor and sauntered up to him, twining one arm around his neck and slowly gliding one hand down to his crotch. She got onto her toes and whispered into his ear.

“No, Baby, I’m all about the dick.” She squeezed his cock.

Kostya shouted out a hoarse laugh as she molded her hand around him, taking him from zero to sixty in less than three seconds. She leaned back and gave him a mischievous grin as she felt his erection swell.

“You’re loving the effect you have on me, aren’t you?” he choked out.

“Oh yeah,” she whispered.

He pulled her hand away from his engorged flesh.

“Hey, I wasn’t done,” she whined.

“Sólnce,we haven’t even gotten started.”

Kostya bent and pushed his shoulder into her stomach and lifted her over his shoulder.

“Hey, wait just a damn moment,” Lark yelled. “What are you doing?”

Kostya swatted her ass, and she kicked her legs against his stomach as he strode toward the door to the bedroom. “If you keep up with kicking I’ll swat you again,” he threatened.

Lark stopped kicking for a moment as he went through the bedroom door, then she started kicking him even harder. He laughed and gave her another slap before tossing her onto the middle of the king-sized bed. She had a big grin on her face as she looked up at him.

“We should be going over to the strip joint; you realize that, don’t you?”