Russian Billionaire's Bride (Chekov Billionaire Series Book 4) Read Online Free Page B

Ivan says…” Vitaly stopped talking.
    “Ivan?”
    Drawing in a breath, “Ivan says that I’m nicer when you’re around the office and I shouldn’t stop you.”
    As Vitaly talked, Sarah had drawn her knees up to her chin. Covering her mouth with her hand so he wouldn’t see her smile, “So, Ivan said that did he?”
    “Well, he said more and some of it wasn’t very nice and most of it echoed what you said, but yes, he said that. Kotyonok, I’m sorry for being an ass. Again. Please come home. You can help me eat the cannoli,” he said with a smile.
    Laughing, Sarah got up to grab her coat. As she did, he noticed that she was wearing a pair of leggings and a t-shirt.
    “When did you change?”
    “When I got here. Did you think I was going to wear only that while I was here?” she asked him. Shaking his head, he rose and followed her to the door. As Sarah walked by the kitchen, she pounded on the door.
    “Hey! You can come out of hiding. We’re off and that means more for you guys.” As she opened the front door, Mia came out wiping her lips with her thumb.
    Smiling at the both of them, she hugged Sarah before giving Vitaly a peck on the cheek.
    “I did say that it wouldn’t make it out of the kitchen,” she said cheekily as she waved them out the door.
     

Chapter 8
    Sarah grudgingly stared at the website links Lisa had sent her. She would have much preferred to elope to Reno or possibly have a small ceremony on her family’s ranch, but Vitaly was insistent that they do it up right and he had given her friends carte blanche with the budget and they had run with it. After looking at the wedding dress her aunt had sent over, she realized that there really wasn’t anything they could modify on it to make it into something Sarah would want to wear.
    After agreeing to spend the weekend walking around a bridal expo, she had found a dress that she liked and her friends had helped her decide on colors and tabletop arrangements.
    There were several caterers there, but the one that she had really liked was booked for the entire month of June, so they had gone with her second choice, a young, up and coming caterer who had a program on a television cooking show. And Sarah had to admit, the dessert tasting was the best part. They ended up settling on a small wedding cake and croquembouche, a spire of caramelized cream puffs that had Sarah salivating at the thought.
    As she flipped through the various web links, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Looking up, she smiled at Vitaly. “What are you looking at now?” he asked as he pulled a chair up to her desk to look over her shoulder.
    “Lisa sent me some links on honeymoon locations, but this is all so much, so fast,” she said as she sighed.
    Turning her around to face him, he took her hands, “We have ten days to go anywhere we want. What sounds good to you?”
    “At this moment, some place out in the middle of nowhere that doesn’t have anything associated with wedding planning. Oh, and maybe a beach.”
    “Well, what about that?” he asked, pointing to an advertisement on the screen.
    Turning around, Sarah’s eyes widened. Island rental in the US Virgin Islands. Now why hadn’t she seen that earlier? “It’s perfect,” she said.
    “I’ll have our travel agent make all the arrangements. Now, what else needs to be done?”
    Reaching for her list, Sarah placed it between them so they could look at it together. The remaining items on the list were the final fittings, the rehearsal dinner and the wedding. “Were you planning on having a bachelor party?” she asked, as she looked at him sideways.
    “I hadn’t really thought about it. Ivan mentioned something about drinks out and dinner. I’m hoping that’s all it is. You?”
    “Lisa wants a trip to Reno.”
    “Well then, go. It will be fun. Invite all your friends and take the jet.”
    Nodding her head, she threw her arms around his neck. “I can’t believe we’re doing this,” she said into his