Was the anger directed toward her? Did he al ready know who she was…and didn’t like it? Time to take control of her relationship with her son. To hell with allowing Alexi to call the shots. Placing her hands on her hips, Tori tilted her head. “Why the unhappy face?” Max wrinkled his nose and then punched a fist into the towering Legos. “I can’t build my space station right and stupid Irina won’t help me.” Tori gasped and shot a glance at Irina, who shrugged and returned to her book. Tori didn’t want to spend precious time with Max disciplining him, but she didn’t want any son of hers to be a brat. “I’ll be in the hallway.” Ivan opened the door with a smirk and clicked it closed behind him. Tori clenched her jaw. Time to be a mom. “Maksim Zherkov, you apologize to Irina right now.” Max spun around on his bottom, his mouth hanging open. “Who are you?” Tori gulped. The SOB hadn’t even told Max about her visit and had obviously forbidden Irina from doing so.
What do You think about A Silverhill Christmas (2010)?
