A Night in the Prince's Bed by Chantelle Shaw - A Night in the Prince's Bed

Author:Chantelle Shaw - A Night in the Prince's Bed [Shaw, Chantelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarlequinUKLtd
Published: 2014-07-31T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

THE FLAMES IN the hearth were leaping high into the chimney when Mina woke. The fire had burned down to embers during the night and she guessed that Aksel had thrown on more logs while she was sleeping. She slid out of bed and pulled back the curtains. It was not snowing at the moment, but the towering grey clouds looked ominous and Aksel’s warning that they could be trapped at the cabin for days seemed entirely possible.

Although her watch showed that it was nine a.m. it was barely light. By the end of the month it would be polar night and the sun would not rise above the horizon until next year. The land was an Arctic wilderness: remote, beautiful and icy cold—a description that equally fitted the Prince of Storvhal, Mina thought ruefully.

A movement caught her attention, and she turned her head to see Aksel at the side of the house chopping logs with an axe. Despite the freezing temperature he was only dressed in jeans and a sweater. He paused for a moment to push his blond hair out of his eyes, and Mina’s heart-rate quickened as she studied his powerful body. There was not an ounce of spare flesh on his lean hips, and his thigh muscles rippled beneath his jeans as he dropped the axe and gathered up an armful of logs.

Mina often rued her impulsive nature, but she could not resist opening the window and scooping up a handful of snow from the ledge. She took aim, and the snowball landed between Aksel’s shoulder blades. He jerked upright, and she guessed he shouted something, but he was too far away for her to be able to read his lips. He must have heard her slam the window shut because he spun round and his startled expression brought a smile to her lips. It was heartening to know that he might be a prince but he was also a human being.

Having not brought any spare clothes with her, she had no alternative but to put on Aksel’s shirt that he had taken off when he had started to make love to her the previous night. The shirt came to midway down her thighs and, feeling reassured that she was at least half decently covered, she made a quick exploration of the cabin. She entered the large kitchen at the same moment that Aksel walked in through the back door, and stopped dead when she saw a snowball in his hands and a determined gleam in his eyes.

‘No...!’ She dodged too late and gave a yelp as the snowball landed in the centre of her chest. ‘Don’t you dare...!’ Face alight with laughter, she backed away from him, her eyes widening when she saw he was holding a second snowball. She raced around the table but he caught her easily and grinned wickedly as he shoved snow down the front of her shirt.

‘Oh...that’s cold.’ She gasped as the melting snow trickled down her breasts.

He slid his hand beneath her chin and tilted her face so that she could watch him speak.

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