Bending the rules never felt this dangerous before… You fool around with a hot Russian one time and suddenly he thinks you belong to him. He swept in with his muscle heavy physique and his dangerous attitude and with a little, okay a lot, of alcohol to ease the awkward tension, one thing led to another. It wasn’t even a hookup. We didn’t go all the way. I barely even remembered the night in question, but now he wouldn’t take the hint. I wasn’t looking for a relationship. And never with a guy like him. My parents would kill me. I was determined to ignore him until he lost interest, but life seemed to have other intentions for me. With a Russian wedding to attend and a new stalker haunting my footsteps, I am forced to rely on my new Russian security to keep me safe, and that’s just irritating. That’s not even counting the fact that when I said dangerous, I wasn’t even close to touching reality on the stuff this guy was into. Do I make the choice to run so that I can protect myself… or for once in my life, do I give in to my hidden desires?
A.F. Montoya
