Scott McBaran's POV
I was sipping on my wine when I noticed that Karina was not having it. I smirked behind the glass as I was looking at her irritating face. So, she was interested in me after all. I was sipping on the wine before I was pouring some more from the bottle.
It was not a good habit to let the wine go to waste.
"You know you're driving after this right?" Karina asked me as I was nodding at her.
"Yeah, so?"
"So, it is not wise to have so much alcohol in your system before driving. It can cause damage to us and others," Karina said as I chuckled at her. She was cute when she was trying to do the good thing right now.
"If I don't know any better, Kiska, you were worried about me," I slipped out the nickname that I was using for Karla when Karina flinched.
Shit, I shouldn't do that.
I was putting the bottle down before I was looking at Karina. She was staring at me before she was turning away. I chuckled as I don't know why she was being shy when she was trying to not making me drink this good wine.
"Okay, tell me one thing. Have you ever done this with someone that was not paying you for the services that you might be giving them?" I asked before Karina snapped her head to me and narrowed her eyes.
"What do you mean by that?" She asked murderously and I cannot help it but chuckle at her voice. She was cute when she's mad.
I wondered what happened when she was panting and being turned on in the bedroom. Would she be a tigress or be a kitten that wanted to have a pat by her partner?
By that thought alone, my boner was getting hard and I was gulping as Karina was arching her eyebrow at me. I was smiling, trying to not showing this discomfort by thinking about her and me in the same bed, under the sheets, doing unimaginable things together.
Good Lord!
"Hmm, I don't know but I have met someone before. It was a year ago but I don't know what is our status at the time," she said as I was listening to her.
"At the time?" I asked before Karina was smiling weakly at me. She shook her head as she was trying to change the subject.
"It was nothing,"
"It is for me. You loved this guy. Do you?" I asked her before I felt a pang in my heart when I asked the question. Karina looked at me with her green eyes that were shining under the chandelier lights that were illuminating the restaurant right now.
God, I wanted those eyes to look at me forever, only me and no one else.
"I don't…I don't know if I should talk about this," she mumbled before she was sipping on her wine. I get it that she was worried that I would be judgmental about this but deep down, I was just curious. But she has to make that choice for telling me, not because I was forcing her to.
"Okay, whatever you say. Though, I want to share something with you," I said as I was signaling for check and the host was coming to our table. I gave him my card before he ran off to get the bill settled.
"So, what do you want to do now?" I asked Karina before she was smiling at me. My heart was tugging at her sight before she was batting her eyelashes at me.
"I thought you have something in your mind just now. Or was it just to attract me to know what it was?" She asked before the host came and he gave me the receipt as well as my card. I signed the bill before I was smirking at Karina.
"You're in for a surprise then," I said before I was helping her up. She thanked me before I was putting my hand on her lower back as we were walking out of the restaurant. We walked to my car before I was opening the door for her. She slid in and I closed the door.
I was happy to know that she was agreeing to do this with me tonight. And I was not paying her. I slid inside the car before I was starting the engine and shifted the gear into D before I sped off from the parking lot.
Karla Kuznetsov's POV
I was nervous. I don't know what Scott has planned for us tonight but it was on the wimp of our dinner. It was unplanned after all as I was looking at the city of Rome that passed by through the window.
Scott was silent as the radio was playing in the background. I was humming to the music that was playing throughout the drive before Scott was turning to park the car before a building. Then I recognized what it was.
"Villa Borghese? I thought it was—"
"Closed? Well, I have a friend there that was kind enough for us to enter and have our private tour," he said as I was looking at him. Scott's eyes were glistening in the dim light before we were out of his car.
I was looking at the building as I was holding to Scott's hand as he was helping me to get out of the car. I thanked him before I was trying to make sure that I was not out of place with my dress. Again, I was conscious of it.
"Do not worry. There are no people around. We're the only ones here,"
"Are you sure we're not trespassing?" I asked him as I don't want to be caught by the authority of Italy and have to be shipped back to Russia. I don't want to blow my cover as well as trying to be in the grid again. I am sure that Katrina will be on the first flight after my name was in the newspaper.
"Yes, I am sure. And if you're too afraid to do this, we can—"
"No, it's fine. I haven't done anything illegal like this before. That's why I'm worried," I lied as I was smiling at Scott. Again, he was staring at me as if he did not believe me for what I was telling him.
And maybe he has the right to do so. I was an escort and my background was shady. I would be conscious if I was him.
But Scott McBaran was not a man of that type. He was a daring one, risk-taker as he was holding my hand and dragged me into the museum before I was walking behind him. I was looking around the building before Scott was waving at someone.
They were speaking in hush words before the man was giving Scott the keys and went out of the scene. I arched my eyebrow at him before Scott was smiling at me.
"He was a night guard that I knew back in the day. Now, shall we get on with this tour?" He said as he was pulling me toward the secret door before I was being pulled inside. It was dark before Scott was pulling out his phone and turned on the flash.
I was looking around before suddenly, the lights were on and I was blinking a few times before I was looking around the museum.
It was a landscape garden that has attractions around them. I was amazed by them before I was walking around with Scott behind me.
"It's…so beautiful," I whispered as I was looking at the attractions before I was smiling and twirling in the center of the garden. I was looking up in the sky before I was turning to see that Scott was staring at me.
"So, do you regret of our meeting at all?" Scott asked me before I was standing at the center as Scott was coming at me and he was putting his hands on my waistline. I was looking at his hands before I was turning to see that his red eyes were burning with desire.
I sucked in my breaths before I sighed as I was snaking my hands on his arms. He shivered.
"No, do you?" I asked him before Scott was smirking at me.
"Not a chance," he said before he was claiming my lips as he owned it. I was taken back before I was closing my eyes and I was wounding my hands around his neck and pulled him closer. My revealing dress was thick enough for me to wear in public but thin enough for Scott to feel my erected nipples as it was grazing his hard chest.
"God, what are you doing to me, Karina?" Scott asked me and I felt a pang of hurt when he was using my fake identity. I wanted him to call me by my real name but I think I have to settle with a nickname first.
"Call me Kiska," I whispered as I was looking into his eyes. Scott furrowed his eyebrows at me as if he was confused.
"Why?" He asked as I was sighing. I know that I would have to explain but for now, I just wanted him to call me, like when he slipped in the restaurant.
"Because you called me once before," I said as I was looking at his eyes. He was calculating before I smiled.
"It's fine. You don't have to—"
"Kiska," he said huskily and I think my heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that Scott was related to Alan? If only I could answer that, I think my heart will not beat this fast right now.