A Prince for Christmas by Jennifer Lewis

Author:Jennifer Lewis [Lewis, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance, Royal, stranded, christmas, Holiday, short story, BWWM
Publisher: Mangrove
Published: 2016-11-19T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

“Uh, yes.” She croaked, barely able to make a sound. “I need to change.” Was he suggesting that they climb into bed together?

Her body responded very enthusiastically to that idea—her fingers itched to peel his wet clothes off his strong body—but her mind screamed at her to be sensible.

“Me too.” His response came after her thoughts had already run away from her, and she struggled to think what he’d agreed with.

“Oh.” So he did just want to change. Fine. “Let’s go.” She peeled herself further away from him, straightened her T-shirt—he’d fisted his hands into it—and headed for the stairs.

Her insides pulsed with arousal, calling to her.

She tried to settle herself. It wasn’t as if she’d gone years without sex. Or even months.

Her body didn’t care. Her nipples tingled against her wet bra, and her pants chafed wetly against her trembling legs.

Sandro must be used to women melting under his gaze and turning into quivering Jell-O of need at his touch. Gorgeous and royal? It was a deadly combination.

Not that she was usually susceptible to such superficial qualities in a man.

She was emotional, though, with this whole Christmas-in-hiding thing. Her recent breakup had crushed her confidence and left her worried—would she now be alone forever? Would all her followers decide she was a fraud and desert her?—so maybe she was more vulnerable than usual to the attentions of a practiced player.

“Good lord.” The gruff voice behind her made her turn as she walked up the stairs. Sandro’s eyes rested on her behind. She blinked. That was crude. She didn’t like that. It wasn’t gentlemanly.

Still, her body responded with a flush of heat.

How did he do this to her?

She could tell he was attracted to her. Very attracted. She could see it in his hot, steady gaze and feel it in his touch.

But he probably felt the same way about half the women he met.

Did she want to be another notch in his bedpost?

Yes, some traitorous part of her body answered swiftly.

No! She tried to reason. Besides, she’d gone off her contraception so she couldn’t, even if she wanted to.

Which she didn’t. How would she feel in the morning if she slept with a man she’d just met?

She headed into her bedroom. Sandro followed. “Uh, what are you doing in here?”

“I’m here to help you undress.” Mischief danced in his eyes.

“I can handle that all by myself, thanks.”

“Wet clothes can be quite difficult to remove.” His dark gaze drifted to her breasts, where her damp T-shirt clung to the outline of her bra. “I’m sure I’ll need some help myself.”

Her heart beat faster. “I don’t think this is a good idea.”

“We’re both single, we’re stuck here, there’s an attraction between us strong enough to light something on fire.” A smile tugged at one side of his mouth.

“But…” This isn’t going anywhere. It would just be a fling. She prided herself on not jumping into pointless dalliances. On saving herself for Mr. Right.

Except that he’d turned out to be Mr. Wrong.

The sound of her own voice surprised her.

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