Chapter 0162

“Seriously, though,” Ivan says, grinning at me. “We'll just forget about our lives for a couple of hours. Be two totally different

people. Leave it all behind. Hi, my name is Rodrigo,” he says, his smile growing as he holds out his hand to shake mine.

“Pleasure to meet you.”

I laugh at his stupid little game, shaking my head, hesitating. He reaches out and takes my hand, though, lifting and lowering our

clasped fingers in a forced shake.

“Come on,” he whispers. “Try it.”

“Nice to meet you Rodrigo,” I murmur, flicking my eyes up to him, smirking a little.

“I'm a lion tamer,” he says, pitching his voice lower as he takes on his role. “I spend my days taming wild beasts and my nights...

taming wild women. And who are you?” he asks, holding my hand tight. “Come on, Fay,” he urges in a whisper, giving me a little

nudge with his shoulder when I hesitate. “You can be anyone.”

I tilt my head back, giving into it, my hair falling back over my shoulders as I look up into the sky and consider my options. “I’m

Sister Mary Alexander,” I say finally, smiling to myself as I decide. “I’m a Benedictine nun. I make fancy marzipan and sell it on

the streets of Austria to raise money for the orphans under my care.”

“Fay,” I hear lvan whisper, snapping me out of my imaginary wanderings and drawing my gaze immediately back to him. I blink in

surprise when I see a smile stretched across his face from cheek to cheek. “You're so weird,” he says, shaking his head at me a

little, a laugh starting in his chest.

“What!” I gasp, “you said I could be anyone I wanted —*

“That’s right,” he laughs, his grin growing, “you can pick anything in the world — any fantasy at all - and you pick a nun?”

“What!” I protest, leaning forward and laughing with him, joy running through me. “I liked The Sound of Music a lot when I was a

kid —“

“Oh, so did I,” lvan agrees eagerly, his words overlapping mine as he reaches out to grab me, pressing his hand against my

lower back, “you actually hit the nail on the head, Sister Mary —“ he mumurs, pulling my body closer to him so that I’m laying flat

on the lounge and he’s curved over me. “This is actually working for me —*

“What!?” I shout, aghast — laughing through my shock - I was going for the opposite of that — the least sexy thing I could think of

“Oh yeah,” Ivan nods, smirking down at me, moving the hand on my back to graze the side of my ass and move briskly down my

thigh, his fingers teasing at the edge of my skirt, “I went to Catholic school — I’ve been fantasizing about this for a long time —*

“What?!”

“Mmhmm,” he continues, “do you think you could say the rosary for a little bit, and like, look at me disapprovingly? Or, actually,

could you get a ruler and slap me on the wrist — just a couple times -*

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ridiculousness of it, and suddenly I

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“Well, Rodrigo,” I murmur a moment

later when my laughter fades a bit.

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neck, suddenly wanting, very much,

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his arms and his chest. “What do a

lion tamer and a chaste nun do next?

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“Aren't there, though?” Ivan murmurs, dipping his head to press his lips softly against my clavicle.

“No,” I whisper, closing my eyes and letting my head fall back, clearing the path for him to kiss his way up my neck.

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