Tempted by the Prince by Elizabeth Lennox

Author:Elizabeth Lennox
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Elizabeth Lennox Books
Published: 2021-02-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Rachel stepped into the suite in San Francisco, looking around warily. She’d left Tarin talking with the architects, saying she had some personal errands she needed to get done. He’d eyed her curiously, but had nodded, so she’d taken a taxi back to the hotel.

Listening to the blissful silence, she moved slowly towards her bedroom, wanting to just…not move! After almost two weeks in Tarin’s presence, with early morning self-defense classes and evening dancing lessons, she was sore in ways she’d never known possible!

Not to mention, the whole trip had been a long series of sexual frustration. Tarin’s touch was too much for her these days. She couldn’t take more of it before she exploded and begged him to…what? Make love to her?

For a long moment, she considered. Would he? There had been long, powerful moments when he’d looked at her as if he felt the pulse-pounding desire as well. But was she imagining it?

“Probably not,” she muttered as she slipped off her heels and hobbled across the lush carpet.

That was another thing! She hated hotel rooms! They’d traveled to Paris, London, New York City, Dallas, and were now in San Francisco. Rachel had traveled with Princess Talia plenty of times. But their trips had been one or two cities at a time, not a marathon tour of five or six! The tedious series of lovely hotel suites that were all beginning to blur together. All of the airports definitely looked too similar for her to remember where they were, and she now understood why airport terminals had the name of the city in huge letters somewhere easy to see. It was for travelers like them, who’d been in too many cities and needed the reminder.

She wanted to go home, she thought wistfully.

“What’s wrong?”

Rachel spun around, startled when she heard Tarin’s deep voice. “I thought you were going out to dinner with the architects,” she said, not even trying to hide her irritation. She had been looking forward to a hot bath to soothe her sore muscles. If he were here, she couldn’t have that bath! He’d want do something active, something that would require use of her muscles!

He moved deeper into the room. “I watched the way you walked out of the building and canceled the dinner. Something is wrong!”

He peered down at her, obviously concerned. “Tell me what’s wrong. Are you sick?” he asked, pressing his palm to her forehead.

“I’m not sick,” she said, pulling back but he only pressed his other hand to the back of her neck, still taking her temperature with his hand. “I don’t have a fever, I’m just...”

Rachel pressed her lips together, utterly frustrated. She wanted to be strong and capable and to keep up with him. But right now, all she wanted was an hour to herself, neck deep in the tub.

His eyes narrowed at her hesitation. “Just what? What’s going on?”

“I’m sore!” she snapped, losing her grip on her temper. “You’re all…” she waved her hand in the air, “physical and moving around all the time, and I’m more of a home body.

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