Caressed by Night

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Authors: Amanda J. Greene
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standing in front of Dimitri’s house, her bags and boxes piled around her. She prayed the sprinklers would not come on; the last thing she needed was for her stuff to get wet.
    I must look like the queen of garbage.
    She picked up a few bags and headed up the driveway. She gave a small sigh of relief when the front door opened and Dimitri stepped out. He greeted her with a perfectly white smile before heading down to the curb where the rest of her things waited. He loaded his arms leaving nothing behind and headed back inside the house.
    Kerstyn followed him up the stairs and into the bedroom he had shown her earlier. She was shocked to find it furnished when it had been bare a few hours ago. She dropped her bags and turned to Dimitri who had placed her belongings in a corner.
    “I know you did not have the opportunity to look at all the rooms—”
    “This one is perfect,” Kerstyn reassured him.
    He nodded. “I assumed you weren’t bringing furniture with you tonight since your choice of transportation was a taxi.”
    “I don’t have any furniture. Everything belonged to my roommate.”
    “Well, this is a new bed. I bought it in the event that I ever had company. I simply moved it from the room across the hall.” He couldn’t have possibly moved a king mattress, its frame, and that large bookshelf himself. The vanity and chair are nothing major... She gave him a sharp look. He was well muscled and appeared to be in wonderful shape. Shrugging off the oddity she said, “To be honest, I had planned on asking you if I could sleep on the couch until I bought a bed.”
    “Well, you may sleep on the couch if you prefer. However, I think the bed would be more to your liking. There is more furniture in 26

    the other rooms. You may use whatever you wish. Just tell me and I will have it moved for you.”
    “You really are too nice of a guy, Mr. Arsov, and it’s starting to freak me out.”
    “Please, call me Dimitri, there is no need to be formal. I also must apologize if anything I have said or done has upset you or disturbed you in any way. That was not my intention.”
    “I know,” she sighed, sitting down on the king-size bed. “And thank you again. You have been nothing but helpful, but I should at least pitch in with the bills. I’ll pay half of the utilities.”
    “That is not necessary.”
    “But I want to do it,” she insisted.
    He said nothing, but gave a tight nod. She could tell the idea did not sit well with him.
    “I’m not used to people doing so much for me,” she explained.
    “No one has ever taken care of you? Not even your parents?” Kerstyn shook her head. “They raised me, fed me, gave me clothes to wear, and a very nice house to live in, but they were hardly around to care. Not to mention my father and I clashed all the time.”
    “Why?”
    The note of concern in his voice drew her eyes back to him. It had been so long since she had talked about the great schism between her and her father.
    “He had a plan for my life that I had no intention of going along with. He had a fit when I applied to the University of Nevada –
    Las Vegas. I originally did it because, Denise, the girl I was previously living with, wanted me to join her. When I told him I was going to be an art history major, he flipped. He thinks it’s just a waste of time and a waste of my life. He wanted me to go to law school, just like him, and be a Harvard grad.”
    “How did you end up in Las Vegas? It sounds as if you never planned on coming here.”
    “I didn’t. I was going to go to UC Berkeley.”
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    “What changed your mind?”
    “After a stupid fight with my dad, I accepted Las Vegas’s offer of admission. I wanted to piss him off, he believes that Vegas is nothing but a playground for the rich and the sinful.”
    “Is he a religious man?”
    “Oh, God, no!” she declared with a laugh, “he’s a lawyer.” Dimitri smiled. His eyes sparkled with laughter even though he did not make a

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