More then just one night

Chapter 8

The flight was long and tiring, I was exhausted from the two hours of crying and that was before I even got in the car to go to the airport, then the next hour of shoving my face in my snack filled duffle bag.

Vasily tried comforting me for the first 10 minutes but just sighed and placed me in his lap, me cuddling into his side while he typed on his laptop, he would rub my arm every once in a while, kissing my forehead and at one point he stopped his typing, placing a blanket around me while rubbing my arm and playing with my long and curly hair.

I just munched away at my chips sobbing lightly while the other men that worked for Vasily took small glances towards his unusual show of affection and care, giving weird strange looks but never letting Vasily see there stares.

I fell asleep for the rest of the ride and woke in a bedroom, looking around I noticed I was still in the jet. Rubbing my eyes and wiping the drool off of my face I stood up dragging myself to the bathroom, washing my face and washing my hand.

Walking out to go sit in a chair next to Vasily and my lovely snack bag but before I could open a bag of Reeses mini's, Vasily snatched it from my hand.

Whining and frowning at him.

"We are landing in few minutes, you will ruin appetite and there is already food cooking at home for you" he spoke kissing my forehead "hold on detka(Baby)"

I groan and sit there with a pout, crossing my arms and legs.

He chuckled and went back to typing, I was soon starting to get bored and glanced over at him.

"Vazzie" I poke his arm

"Yes" he answered

"Vazzie" I continue

"Yes" he continues to type but still answered

"Vasily" I sing

"Yes" he answered

"Vasily" I say again in a deeper voice

"Yes, Sophia" he gritted with a forced smile but I was kind of in shock, he only ever really called me by a bunch of Russian words that I didn't even understand

"I'm bored, can I have my candy back now" I pull my shoes off fighting against my calf where they where basically glued on and then sitting crisscross.

"No, the baby needs food not chocolate peanut butter shit, you will get real food when we get to our house" he spoke going back to typing again

"Your house" I corrected in my head but unknowingly said out loud

He closed the computer and if I wasn't around him for weeks I would think he was mad but he just didn't give a fuck about his computer.

"Our house" he repeated "What is mine is yours, if you want something don't hesitate to ask because I'll get it. What you say goes, that will be established to staff, if anyone gives you a problem you come tell me and I'll deal with it"

He pulled me into his lap, straddling him and I giggle at the soft kisses he leans down and places on my neck, his hands wrapping around my waist and gently pulling me in closer.

The smile stays on my face as he rests his head on my shoulder, my hands wrapped around his neck and playing with his hair, I look around the room to see it was empty, now wondering where everyone had went.

"Wasn't there other people in here?"

"Yes, their in a different part of the plane now" he answered not moving from his current spot