The Wolf Came on Christmas (Johanna and Alexander) novel Chapter 154

Chapter 152

Alexander had trusted me with many details of all that I had to trust that everything wode turn out well, on every level.

“Do you feel like running away?” he asked me, joking.

“I don’t think I could get very far running” I answered in the same tone, pointing at the window and the snow outside.

“Han..”

“It’s nothing.” I turned to look at him with a smile and searched blindly for a change underwear in a drawer of the dressing room. “Isn’t it normal to be nervous? I’m going stand before royalty and let them examine me, practically… I think I have the right to few butterflies in my stomach. Don’t worry. Just don’t leave me alone with th fine.”

“I’m not going to leave you alone,” he promised, and stepped closer to me. I let myself be hugged; the cold of the dressing room gave me goosebumps, but Alexander’s arms kept warm even though I was naked. I shivered when his rough fingers brushed the curve of my waist on both sides. “Now, how about you get dressed and we have breakfast? It’s four hundred miles to Baikal and I’d like to get there as early as possible.”

“All right, but I want to make the pancakes today.”

I stretched up to kiss his neck and finally got dressed. He answered the caress with a purr but he also paused for a moment to smell me.

“Hmm, Sasha is right, funny tones,” he observed. “And I like it. I’d eat you.”

“…yeah, sure.”

Alexander and I didn’t use overly affectionate words to address each other. At most, I called him “Lai” or he called me “Han,” but nothing more eloquent. Yes, it had been five months that we were seeing each other more regularly than ever, but even though the taboo of “what will the children think” was gone, I still couldn’t fully let go. And at the same time, I felt that we didn’t need those words, because we understood each other well like that-he with his playful growls and I with a look or a gesture, with the constant need to touch him or move closer to

kiss him.

After dressing Sasha, we gathered to have breakfast. Something that surprised me (besides how old the house was) was that there was no domestic staff, and coming from people with

unusual. I managed well

Alexander’s status and his family’s public standing, it seemed a b

enough in that kitchen, and he also did quite well on his own. We ate quickly and set off

We were expecting a big gathering.

The trip to Lake Baikal began to feel endless after the third police checkpoint, but Alexander and the children were very calm. How did they endure it? They were very disciplined, those two. Of course, Alexander showed an identification written in those illegible characters of his native language, and the policemen only looked at all our faces and let us pass. We stopped for lunch in a picturesque tavern in a small town, and later to give the children a snack. Alexander announced in good humor that we would arrive before it began to get dark.

There was less than half an hour left, according to the GPS, when I started twisting my fingers anxiously. In the back seat, Andre and Sasha were playing at guessing the license plate of the next vehicle that would pass in the opposite direction.

“I have a question…” I began, shifting sideways in the seat to look at Alexander’s face while he drove. “If technically you were kidnapped by terrorists and were in such a dangerous situation, you’re such an important man in the business world and all that, how is it that you don’t have bodyguards? Anyone would have at least four closets following them all the time. Even if only to keep up appearances for ordinary people, I mean, I know you don’t really need bodyguards.”

Alexander glanced at me briefly from the corner of his eye and lifted his chin proudly.

“How do you know they aren’t behind us right now?”

“I’ve never seen them.” I shrugged, incredulous.

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