A Billion-Dollar Heir for Christmas by Caitlin Crews

Author:Caitlin Crews
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2023-09-06T13:01:26+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

LILLIE WISHED SHE’D thought to kiss him sooner, rather than daintily waiting for him to kiss her.

That was the only thought that worked its way through her as she stood there, her mouth on his at last, no longer quite so concerned with boredom. Or purpose. Or long, slow slides into a walking death, all in the name of the family honor. Whatever that was when it was at home.

This had been the answer all along.

This was what she should have done the moment she’d walked into his office, to remind them both that this lightning bolt was what had brought them together and everything else was secondary to that.

This felt as right tonight as it had that night in Spain.

And what she felt, first and foremost, was relief.

He was still him. They were still them.

This was still real.

So she just kept right on kissing him.

Lillie kissed him until he made a low sound, like a growl, in the back of his throat. She kissed him until his hands came to her face, then traveled over the rest of her. He trailed fire and need down her back, her upper thighs. He found her breasts, moved over her belly, and then his palms gripped her bottom.

And still the kiss went on and on.

Though there was nothing the slightest bit frigid about it.

“What are you doing to me?” he grated out, tearing his lips from hers for the barest second.

“Doing something,” she whispered back, “about this terrible boredom.”

And then she laughed, because he swept her up into his arms. It shouldn’t have worked. He should have staggered under the weight of her, because she was big and round these days and she had never been an airy little thing in the first place.

But Tiago did not seem to notice. He hoisted her high against his chest, and gazed down at her in a way that made her shiver.

Because she knew this look. She knew this man. She even knew why he carried her like this, the way he had back in Spain that night because he did not want to part with her for even as long as it would take for her to walk from one part of her room to the other.

Like then, he kept stopping so he could kiss her again.

Deeper. Hotter.

With all those storms she could see in his eyes.

And she knew that this had been building for too long. Since Spain, maybe. And ever since the wedding, she had been waiting for him to do something about it, but that was foolish. Left to his own devices, Tiago would sit about in stiff-looking suits, droning on about duty and honor until she wanted to start throwing the crockery about, just to make something happen.

Note to self, she thought as he carried her down one hallway, then up a set of stairs, not seeming to even breathe heavily while he did it. Kiss the man. As often as possible. So he is not tempted to forget that this is how we got into this mess in the first place.

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