Chapter 22

Keira's heart hammered against her ribs as she stumbled out of bed, her bare feet hitting the cold hardwood floor. She'd fallen asleep in just an oversized t-shirt, that hit around mid-thigh and panties. She was acutely aware of how little she was wearing as she padded toward the front door. Her bare nipples already pushing against her t-shirt just by the sound of his voice.

"Keira, please!" Alexei's voice came again, more urgent this time. "I need to see you."

She reached the door and pressed her palm against it, her pulse racing. "Alexei? How did you—what are you doing here?"

"Open the door," he said, "Please."

Without a second thought, she turned the locks and pulled the door open. Alexei stood outside her door, looking nothing like the man she was used to seeing. His dark hair was disheveled, he wore a simple black t-shirt and jeans instead of his usual tailored suits, lets not forget nudity… But the one thing she had never seen him in was jeans. Fuck he looked