The sound of intense pounding jarred Jo awake. “Fuck,” she muttered as she willed her eyes to open. A look around told her it was daylight, but then, in Russia, this time of year, that didn’t mean anything. Her IAC said it was almost 11:00 in the morning.She ran her hand over her face and her tongue along her teeth, the sour taste making her grimace.With a deep breath, she pulled herself up out of the bed, her anger growing as she wondered who in their right mind would be banging so relentlessly on her door without sending her an IAC message before they dared wake her. If it was a human, she hoped the person had a good excuse, or else she might just snap them in half.“What!” she demanded, slinging the door open. Her eyes widened as she realized who it was. “Lucas….”“Ah, Jo. Hello!” he said, warmly, his arms open as if he might hug her, b
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