The Playboy & The Mommy by Mindy Neff

Author:Mindy Neff
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-06-14T00:00:00+00:00

FORTIFIED with a small piece of chocolate, the girls went to bed with little fuss. It worried Chelsa that they’d insisted on Antonio coming along to tuck them in. Was she setting them up for hurt once it came time for her to go home and Antonio to go on with his life? That was a very real possibility, but for the time being, she selfishly hoarded his attention. Emily and Sophie were starved for male companionship and Antonio was more than willing to hand it out.

Now, without the buffer of the children, Chelsa grew nervous. Obviously, she was just as starved for male attention.

She felt Antonio’s gaze on her as she picked up scattered toys and straightened the clutter in the front room.

He surprised her by pitching in to help. This unorthodox prince definitely kept her off balance.

“Sit with me,” he invited once there wasn’t so much as a piece of lint out of place.

Oh, she wanted to do more than sit. The scene was set with soft lighting and the romantic sound of surf rolling against the shore. She reined in her runaway hormones, and complied, picking up her sketch book as a means of distraction, a means of occupying her mind so it didn’t wander to the fact that they were basically alone.

“So, you are having trouble with your stories?”

Evidently he wasn’t appreciating the intimacy of the setting as she was. Feeling foolish, she firmly squashed her thoughts.

“A little. Probably just the stress of the day.”

“Understandable.” He touched her hair, then drew his hand back as though the action hadn’t been intended. “Perhaps I can be of service?”

Absolutely, she thought. Oh, Chelsa, get your mind off the man’s zipper! “And will you demand royalties also?”

“I am as easily satisfied as Emily and Sophie. Something sweet, perhaps.” His gaze focused on her lips, his dark eyes so hot, she nearly melted.

“Tony...” she warned.

“Just a thought. Okay. Story ideas. How about a battalion of doodlebugs arriving in marching formation to save the water babies from being blown up by the evil octopus?”

“I don’t write about violence.”

“Ah, no violence. The doodlebugs will prevent the disaster and shame the giant squid in the process.”

Her mind working, she pictured the scene, automatically drawing a quick sketch of tiny bugs sporting antenna and armed with water cannons. “It could work,” she mused, feeling her creativity begin to flow. “It would show that the little guy can win over the big ones.”

“Yes.” His enthusiasm told her he was really getting into the spirit of things. “In the absence of ammo, you’re using water. The bad octopus won’t blow up the babies’ habitat because this particular species of octopi are disintegrated by water. The doodlebugs have the advantage because their squirt guns are scary and can reduce the tentacled creatures to inky puddles.”

She slanted him an arched look. “You’re sneaking up on the side of violence again.”

He grinned. “Can’t help it. As a kid, I was fixated on blowing stuff up.”

“Your poor mother.”

“Actually, she preferred my chemistry experiments to purloining a greenhouse full of her prized orchids.

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