He Could Control His Feelings, Maybe

Afterwards, Austyn sat up in bed. Kira had fallen into a deep, exhausted sleep next to him. Her face was serene. He pulled up the quilt over her naked body. He picked up the towel from the floor, wrapped it around his waist and padded over to the balcony. He lit up a cigarette and conducted an after-action review. What happened: he slept with Kira. Why it happened: he couldn’t keep his hands off her. Next steps: he would do it again. All signs pointed to the fact that he was developing feelings for her. He’d planned to stay away from the villa and from her. But that plan went out the window when he saw her at the shooting range. He was mad when she went away with Damian to learn how to shoot—didn’t she know her own husband was a sharpshooter? He was irritated when she chatted with Luca and laughed—what was so funny about shopping bags? Then he was surprised when she presented him with a gift—she had gone shopping for him. And delighted when he saw the watch—she had noticed he liked col