Lunchtime Chronicles: Brown Sugar: A Spicy Bodyguard Romance by Sienne Vega & Lunchtime Chronicles

Author:Sienne Vega & Lunchtime Chronicles [Vega, Sienne & Chronicles, Lunchtime]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twisted Romance Publishing
Published: 2024-09-25T00:00:00+00:00

14

TYSON

Waking feels like coming out of hibernation.

We’ve spent the last fourteen hours in this hotel suite. The bulk of those hours were in bed either sleeping, enjoying each other, or watching movies.

I wouldn’t change a thing.

Anytime regret creeps into my head, I push it to the backburner. I focus on the moment, where I’m lucky enough to be with a woman who’s truly one of a kind.

The world might know Kiana as some sexy, talented superstar, but she’s just princess to me. A nickname that started off chiding and ironic, but has turned into an expression of the real affection I have for her.

Deny it as I might, it’s staring me in the face.

As she sleeps by my side, I slide my palm along her hip and pull her even closer than she already is. Her body naturally molds into mine, like distantly she recognizes I’d make a damn good pillow.

I chuckle and then press my lips to her forehead.

It’s probably not a good idea that I’ve let my professional duty to protect her blend with personal affection, but how the hell am I supposed to resist when she’s the only woman who’s ever held my attention like this?

Late morning comes before she stirs. I’ve been in and out of sleep, my usual piss-poor sleep schedule and habits at play. We’ve kept the TV on the entire time, movie after movie streaming. She keeps one eye squeezed shut, the other open to scan the room.

“Look who it is,” I say with a low laugh. “Sleep good?”

“Very.”

Kiana opens the second eye, then sits up and yanks off the satin bonnet she’d put on the night before. She peers around the room some more as if surprised to find herself in a hotel suite in London, let alone lying in bed with me, her bodyguard.

Her hands come up to her face and she takes in a deep breath.

Shit… does she regret what happened?

I sit up beside her, concern thickening inside me.

What if she believes I took advantage of her? What if she feels like I acted inappropriately?

She was in the middle of a vulnerable moment yesterday. I should’ve removed myself immediately from her room the second I was sure she made it safely inside…

“Princess,” I say slowly, “if you regret what happened⁠—”

“Regret? Why would I regret it?” she asks right away. Her hands drop from her face. “I’m thinking about the long day I have ahead of me. The fact that the last half a day is over and it’s back to before. I… I don’t know if I can do it. I’m not…”

She lets out a breath that tells me what I need to know. She’s struggling and needs a break.

It’s no wonder after what she’s been through. With the threats against her and Shawn’s podcast interview, it’s become too much.

“Don’t you get some sick days?” I ask. “Every job—or any decent job—has them.”

She laughs. “Sick days? Tommy and the label don’t believe in sick days. I’ve performed with a 102 degree fever before.

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