Billionaire Bachelors 6 Runaway Heiress

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from the weapon, sliding the gun across the floor to Trenton, who stood back and watched.
As soon as the weapon was taken away, her arms dropped and tears poured from her eyes.
It s okay, we re all okay, Chad reassured her as he pulled her onto his lap and started
rocking her. You re fine, Bree. Your family is here, there s no sign of the shooter.
She fell against him as the shock turned into fear and she rocked in his arms. Her own arms
wound around his neck and he continued to rock her, running his fingers through her hair, giving her
time to cry out her fear and confusion.
Finally, Chad stood with her cradled in his arms and walked from the bathroom. Trenton had
turned on the house lights, casting the eerie shadows away. Chad went straight to his room, where he
gently laid her on his bed, continually whispering soothing words in her ear.
We ll make sure the area is secure, Trenton said. It was obvious Chad couldn t leave Bree
right then. The doctor is on his way.
The doctor showed up within a half hour and gave Bree a sleeping aid. Chad held her in his
arms until the medicine did its job and she fell asleep. He let Trenton and Mark lock up the place,
neither of them would leave. They d make sure the house was safe while he made sure Bree was
alright. He didn t want her to wake alone not after the night she d had.
Chapter Twelve
Bree woke up and stretched, a smile playing on her lips, as for one moment she blissfully
forgot about the night before. She stretched her arms out and came into contact with solid muscles.
She slowly turned her head and found herself staring into the piercing blue eyes of Chad.
She blinked, momentarily disoriented by the mesmerizing quality of his baby blues with thick
black lashes. But as she leaned forward, the night s events came flooding back and her body tensed.
How could she have forgotten, even for a moment?
Chad didn t say anything as she sat up. Bree slipped from the bed and padded over to the
bathroom, quietly shutting the door behind her. She leaned her head against it, taking a few deep
breaths.
She just needed a hot shower and a few minutes alone to put her thoughts in order. She nearly
laughed at that idea, considering she d love to have a slate of memories, instead of just the few new
ones she d obtained since waking in the hospital.
She climbed under the pulsing shower spray and it felt as if the water washed her worries
down the drain. It was almost ironic how a nice shower could cleanse her mind and body. She stayed
in long enough that she knew Chad would be getting worried, but she couldn t seem to drag herself
out.
When she eventually climbed out and brushed her teeth in the steam filled room, she was
grateful the mirror was fogged and she didn t have to look at her reflection. She was sure her face
was gaunt, with dark circles underneath her eyes. It was a good thing Chad was too much of a
gentleman to say anything about it.
Bree stepped out the door and found Chad lying in the same spot she d left him. He watched
her enter the room in his oversized robe she d found hanging on the back of the door. She felt her
spirits lift from the way his eyes narrowed in desire. It made her feel like a wanton woman instead of
just a victim.
She walked toward the bed, her heart accelerating the closer she got to him. She wanted his
hands all over her. She wanted answers about the night before, but her body needed him more. They
could always talk later hopefully, much later.
She leaned down - noticing his eyes never left her. They explored the opening of the robe,
where only a hint of cleavage showed, then moved down to catch glimpses of her legs as they peaked
out from the bottom of the oversized garment, exploring every inch of her.
He suddenly moved, causing her to tumble down on top of him. He didn t hesitate in kissing
her. He was rough with urgency as he worked his fingers into her wet strands of hair, using it to pull
her closer.
He quickly twisted their bodies so he was on top of her trapping her beneath his solid mass
of muscles as he continued to ravage her mouth. She reached up and gripped his shoulders, her nails
digging into his flesh, overwhelmed by the desire consuming her.
There was an urgency in their lovemaking, as if they both felt they wouldn t survive if they
couldn t join together. It felt dangerous, hot and explosive and she wanted more. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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