The Irish Prince (The Billionaire Dynasties) by Nelson Virginia

Author:Nelson, Virginia
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled; Indulgence; romance; contemporary; Irish; Billionaire; alpha hero; nanny; maid; boss; employee; work romance
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2017-05-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Chelsea

Morning sunlight on her cheek warmed her face, and she stretched luxuriously, feeling like a cat in a welcoming sunbeam. But then the weight around her waist shifted, hugging her closer, and she froze.

She was in Aiden Kelley’s bed.

Her boss.

Shit, shit, shit. Well, she was sure she could find another job. Because he would surely fire her. Or give me a raise…

Stop that, she told herself. Quit being an idiot.

But her brain refused the request, instead second guessing everything they’d shared. He’d woken her twice in the night, each time thrilling her, because it seemed that he couldn’t get enough of her.

Probably because he’s a sex addict, her brain unhelpfully suggested. And you’re convenient right now. Location, location, location…

Not to mention she’d be leaving in two weeks. Probably things would be different if there wasn’t a set expiration date on their connection, but there was no risk for him whatsoever. She’d be out of his hair one way or another in no time flat.

“D’ya know you even complain in your sleep?” His voice was right in her ear, a small growl of a whisper. The scruffy feel of his face buried itself into her shoulder before his hand slid up her stomach and across her ribs to find a breast. Kneading the breast in question in a sensual way that made her squirm against him, he continued, “So I figured every time you woke me up, I’d wake you up. I gotta admit, Chels, I’ve never had so much fun getting woken up repeatedly in my life.”

She opened and closed her mouth, trying to think of a proper response, but then he bit her earlobe, sending a shower of sparks across her skin. The words she couldn’t find turned into a small moan.

He rolled on top of her, taking her mouth in a long, slow, and hungry kiss. When he came up for air, she managed to find her words. “I didn’t hear you complaining.”

As he rubbed against her, he laughed gently in her ear. “Not complaining now, either.”

“Dad?” said Waverley before tapping at the door. “You awake?”

They both froze, and Chelsea wasn’t sure if she felt guilty or caught, like a kid with her hand in the proverbial candy jar. Aiden placed one fingertip on her lips before answering, “Yes, I’m up, kiddo. I’ll be out in a few. Gonna grab a shower. Go ahead and get yourself a bowl of cereal and feed Hemy in the meantime?”

“Okay,” said the little girl, her footsteps retreating down the hall.

No sooner was she gone than Chelsea bolted out of the bed. “Oh my god. I’m so sorry. I’ll just—”

Where the hell was her bra?

His arms captured her from behind, tugging her back into his lap. His naked lap. “Calm down. The door is closed. She doesn’t know you’re in here.”

“Yes, well, I know,” she answered. “How did I lose my bra?”

She tried to scramble free, but he simply stood and lifted her into his arms. She didn’t get more than a squeak out before he kissed her again.

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