“I thought I was going to lose my mind when you left,” I mumble next to her ear. “I’m so sorry. I promise I’m going to make up for it as soon as we get home.” “Yeah, about that . . . we’ll be staying in a hotel for a week or two,” I say and lightly bite the side of her neck. “In a hotel?” “The house is being redecorated.” “Oh? Why?” “Sergei smashed everything that wasn’t attached to a wall when you left, that’s why,” Felix throws over his shoulder. “Will you shut up already?” I snap. “She may change her mind and run away if you keep babbling on about how deranged I am.”
