FIFTEEN

CAMILLE'S POV

Well, I can't run from him forever, I told myself. Plus, he was right. We needed to get to know each other.

Slowly, I sat at the edge of the pool, pulling up my dress so my legs could take a dip in the water.

"That is disappointing," Dimitri commented, swimming towards me.

"What is?" I managed to whisper as I did my best to ignore the catch in my throat. He was getting closer now. So was that scent. I think it was worse that he didn't have any clothes on. All I could breathe in was his masculinity.

"You were going to take a swim," Dimitri replied, stopping where my legs were at. "Do I make you uncomfortable, nurse?"

"You kidnapped my children to force my hand. So of course, I find you despicable." I retorted in response.

"I was a desperate man and maybe that desperation wasn't far-fetched. The prisoner you healed seemed to have made a full recovery. I expected..." He paused. "Perhaps, even hoped it wouldn't work just so the fucker would continue to suffer. But you have