Mikhail pulled away the corset and tossed it aside. "Let me get you a shirt," he said. She's swim in his clothes, with her narrow shoulders, but it would be warmer than what she was left in now that he'd destroyed her costume freeing her from it. He returned with a threadbare but clean flannel.
"Kidnapping you was my last resort," he told her honestly. "I was hoping just showing up at the bar and what I said to Raj would have him after me. Elias is more cautious than the Laskos are known to be." He shook his head. "Don't. I'm not nice. I'm just..I'm not nice."