"Thank you," Angelo stepped away when the last of the silk ties were undone, undressing right in the bedroom.
Nikolai's hands were on the lapels of his overcoat but he didn't take it off, his dark gaze riveted on the assassin. He swiftly got rid of his clothes, stepping into the bathroom after Angelo.
Although Angelo had invited him to take a shower together, he kept expecting the Omega to back out. He acted aggrieved but he didn't mind being locked out, Angelo was cold and composed like the sharp edge of a blade, so his brief moments of shyness and tenderness were precious to him.
But they were both fully undressed in the shower and Angelo hadn't tried to get rid of him, the assassin hadn't even said a word to him.
