Chapter 13 Sasha

• Katerina is leaning forward in her chair, elbows on the table, hands clasped beneath her chin. Her eyes glint with humor. She knows she surprised me and is reveling in it. Gathering myself, I take a second to look at her. None of my guesses earlier on how she'd dress were right. Katerina has chosen a silky green asymmetrical gown that exposes her smooth shoulders while hinting at the dip of her waist. Her long hair is wound into a messy bun, with thin strands framing her face. It creates a casually sexy look, as if she just rolled out of bed and ended up here.
• "That dress wasn't in your closet," I note. I know everything that was in her room.
• She shrugs. "When you told me we were having dinner, I asked Ulyana if she could help me out. She brought me this."