The Billionaire & the Princess by Katherine E Hunt

Author:Katherine E Hunt [Hunt, Katherine E]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Hank

“We have to be really careful,” I say. “About the whole work situation.”

“No, you have to be really careful. I haven’t done anything wrong.” The Monday morning briefing with Caitlyn is chilly. She’s been off-color since Saturday. Even my shoulder massage is coldly received, and that normally gets me a kiss on the hand and a contented sigh.

“You were the one who told everybody that we’re fucking.” Caitlyn and her unstoppable exterior thought process.

“And you got handsy at the bar, in front of everybody.” Shit. I did, she’s right. “We’re young, healthy, single people. Nobody has been harmed in the joining of our pelvises. It’s not like we’re getting married and having babies.”

“I’m supposed to be your boss.” The Baresis don’t cohort with employees. I’ve had that drilled into me since I was a teenager. I don’t have to agree with it to know that my family will look badly upon it.

“You’re the boss? You’re never here.”

“I’m here every morning.”

“Last week you had a suit fitting for Chad’s wedding on Wednesday morning and Friday you took two hours off for a haircut. Admittedly, that barber did things to your curls that makes my lady parts do somersaults, but that’s not the point.” Oh yeah?

I grab her by the waist, spin her around. “What’s really wrong here, Princess?”

“I hate sneaking around like we’ve done something wrong.”

I brush a curl from her face. Look into those beautiful brown eyes. “But, you understand, it’s complicated, right? I can’t just admit it.” I have too much to lose. Her included, she gets that, right?

“Is it them you’re afraid of losing or their money?” I haven’t really thought about it. Being cut off financially wouldn’t be associated with being cut off emotionally. Mama would never do that. My father is another story entirely.

“Does it matter?”

She looks down at her hands. “Yes.”

“Princess, you know how I feel about you and that I don’t care about you not being like us. They don’t feel the same and they would make it very hard for us to be together. Have I ever made you feel like you were … less?”

“People in your family keep insisting on giving me clothes so I fit in, it makes me really uncomfortable. I can buy my own clothes, you know. And your mum went apeshit the other day about you working on the house.”

“Buying you a dress doesn’t make you a kept woman.” I take her in my arms; kiss the top of her head. Cait is so precious to me and it hurts to make her feel like anything she’s doing for me is wrong. “You have never asked me for anything. I know who you are. You make me feel like I count, you don’t look down on me because I didn’t finish college or because I want to spend most of my life covered in dust with a hammer in my hand. I would never look down on you because you don’t come from money.”

“It’s just that …” We’re interrupted by a knock on the door.

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