Let Me In-Dragan's Tale: The Mikhailov Brothers by Amanda Hough Page A

stipulation. Stay away from Toni Hume. No mention of the sale in the bar. She didn’t want anyone to know yet. So, I’ve been vague with Sergey and Evie. Just let them know I was ready to retire and make a life in Austin.
    At the time, I thought nothing of it. I’d seen Toni at the bar. She seemed like a typical Texan beauty queen. All looks and no substance. She was also rude, pushy, opinionated and self-absorbed . Rosa asked me to stay clear. I thought it would be easy. It didn’t take long to figure out that Toni was not easy to ignore. And then at that New Year’s party she walked right up to me and offered herself. And I had to say no! I had to look into that face and decline the honor of getting between those legs. Fucking torture. And the only way to keep from falling to my knees and begging for another chance was to be a dick.
    But now, finally after weeks, I got a ca ll from my attorney saying Rosa had signed on the dotted line last night. The contract was in his hands and ready for me. The Booth was mine. I’d been so worried she was going to back out of the deal. She’d started refusing to meet at the bar to talk. She kept asking about keeping staff on when I took over. There was no way in hell people would be fired. She wanted my assurances that Toni’s job was safe. Of course it fucking was. I didn’t want to blow shit up. I just wanted something clean for me to have. I was coming back into the fold. I was coming back solid. And Antonina Hume was going to be mine.
    Standing there in the crappy little shower, holding my cock once again at the thought of Antonina, I decided this was the last time I’d jack it in the shower because of the state of perma-hard on that woman kept me in.
     
     

 
    CHAPTER SIXTEEN
    DRY HEAVES
    Evie
    I woke up to find myself alone in bed. From down the hall I could hear muted male voices and the tinkling of spoons to cups. Coffee was ready! The smell made me mildly sick to my stomach but I knew I just needed the first cup of java and I would be okay.
    After Brenna and Boris left, a wave of nausea hit me. I’d fell asleep on the sofa with the boys. Sergey had put me to bed last night. I hadn’t even brushed my teeth. They felt hairy. I crawled out from between the covers, a little ache between my eyes reminding me not to drink red wine and I got in the shower.
    I threw on a pair of my second favorite pair of yoga pants (Sergey had ripped my first favorite pair off me last week), a bra, a lavender short- sleeved T-shirt and fuzzy socks and made my way into the kitchen.
    At the table was a knot of sexy. My Sergey, still in his workout gear. His hair curling and damp from the sweat. Nico in nothing but a pair of silky looking blue basketball shorts and running shoes. Yep. The body was every bit as impressive as the face. Tanned, lean and strong. God is good.
    “Morning baby,” Sergey purred, hooking his finger into my waistband to get me close. “How you feel, this morning?”
    Morning, honey. “I feel better,” I lied, kissing him. He tasted like coffee and my nipples went hard immediately. He had that effect on me.
    I went to Nico who stood and folded his arms around me. “Did you sleep well?’ I asked. He kissed my cheek and smiled.
    “Like a baby, Evie. Thanks. You sit and I will make you a cup of coffee.”
    I grinned. “No you won’t. I got it.” I turned and went to the coffee maker, doctored a mug for myself and went back to the table.
    “So, what are you boys talking about this morning?” I asked through a yawn.
    Sergey answered. “Antonina’s car wouldn’t start last night. Tow truck picked it up a few minutes a go. He just called.”
    I frowned. “How’d she get home? ” Toni’s car was crap but just like me she didn’t want to part with it.
    “Dragan took her home.” Sergey answered.
    Oh, did he?” I asked. This got me a laugh from the brothers.
    “Yep,” the brothers said in unison.
    I raised a brow and contemplated Toni’s reaction to the