Читать книгу I’m taking her онлайн

42 страница из 99

Running her fingers through her hair, she moaned. What to do? What?! And what did he mean by «you will work for him»? It was worth remembering his look… He made it clear that he did not intend to sleep with me. Collecting my thoughts, I forced myself to calm down. If he’s not going to sleep with me, then… Having calmed down a little, I began to think sensibly. If he has a casino, then…

Before I had time to think about it properly, the door swung open without knocking. I looked up and met Max’s eyes. An unbuttoned jacket, frayed jeans… Apparently, he was going somewhere again.

Do you want me to work at the casino? she asked, trying to remain calm, but he didn’t seem in the mood to talk. At least with me.

– Put on another sweater, – he ordered, looking point-blank.

I was in a hurry. His tone did not imply disobedience, and that was as clear as daylight to me. But I did not intend to be a meek puppet either. For that matter, Ivan owes him the money, not me. Ivan… at the thought of her husband, something scratched inside. And not at all fear for him, but rather… I did not know how to call what I felt. I wanted to see him, hear him, understand what was going on. He was always with me so caring, attentive… He could not. He couldn’t throw me! I won’t believe it until I hear from him in person!