My New Boss Is My Brother's Best Friend のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 251 - チャプター 260

Hunter's POVExasperation runs through my veins at the useless morning. The only thing I'm glad about is that Chelsea is at home. In fact, the anxiety tightening in my chest loosens just a notch knowing that she'll be at home waiting for me...Well, that might be a stretch. She might be waiting for me to get home, but it's most likely she's waiting for me so she can go back home herself. Either way, her presence in my home is starting to make my home feel a lot more... like home.I'm so pissed this whole 'emergency' Mark was worried about turned out to be bullshit. I wonder if I was summoned here just for his daughter to play with. To be honest, I wouldn't put it past him. Every time I tell Portia to leave my site, he brings her back like she's some sort of package deal!Mark seemed pleased with the idea of Portia and me together. There is just one problem in that equations. I hate her. I can't fucking stand the bitch and if she tries to touch me one more time, I'm going to fucking sl

Hunter's POVChelsea stayed today. She didn't have to. She could've gone home, or back to her date, but she didn't! She stayed with me and helped take care of Tinsley.I was with them the whole time. I couldn't not be. I'm getting addicted to her presence. To her warmth and sweetness. Her coconut scent is filling my head and finding the hollow place in my heart. Her smile has me enchanted in ways I've never experienced.I was there for lunch and helped make the Mac & Cheese while Chels cut up pieces of fruit."You need any help over there?" Chelsea teased me as the water boiled over because my eyes were focused on her ass and not on the pot."I know how to make macaroni and cheese," I grumble, blushing in embarrassment, trying to cover up my mistake.Chelsea giggled. "If you say so. Tin-Tin? Does Uncle Hunty make you mac n' cheese for lunch?""Hunty cheese," Tinsley giggled, patting her tiny tray."See, my niece believes in me!" I chuckle sending a wink to Tinsley, hoping to deflect m

Hunter's POVAfter I put Chelsea to bed, I can't sleep. I've been staring up at my ceiling for the last half hour thinking about her tired eyes... and trying hard as hell not to think of the soft flesh of her legs when I pulled her jeans off her body.Not that I don't want to sleep. I just wish I had Chelsea in my arms. I'm pretty sure I'd sleep if she was here next to me. But right now, my big bed is too fucking empty. It doesn't smell like coconuts like her. There's not warmth for me to hold. There are not lips for me to kiss. No body for me to worship. I wanted to carry her up to my bed so she could stay with me.But I can't do that. I've barely made it to something close to forgiveness for being a jackass. It doesn't matter if I kissed her senseless. I still need to earn her affection. And as much as I hate to admit it, I want her to need me. I want her to choose me!The thing is, I'm not even wanting sex right now. I just want to hold her. She's not the only one exhausted tonight

Hunter's POVLast night was hell. I finally got some sleep, but I kept waking up, worried something was going to go wrong. I know no one woke up while I was sleeping, I would've been able to hear it. It was just the anxiety building inside me.I finally got out of bed when a 25-pound torpedo jumped on my back. She giggled and started placing sloppy kisses on my scruffy cheek. "Hunty... Wake up?" she giggles.My eyes crack open and notice the sun breaking through my shades. What time is it? But I don't complain, just roll over and toss the little munchkin in the air before catching her again."Tinsy, baby. You're awake," I chuckle."Hungy," she smiled at me."Okay, sweetie. Uncle Hunter will make you something for breakfast," I smiled.I picked up the little rugrat and carried her into the kitchen where I was shocked to see Chelsea making omelets and toast. She'd set out some orange juice on the table, along with some toast and jam and some chopped fruit."Hey," I say, coming up behind

Chelsea's POVMy head is groggy. I feel like I've got my head stuffed in a barrel full of cotton. My head is slightly spinny, and I'm not sure I want to open my eyes to check my surroundings. I might fall while I'm still on the bed!I'm not sure what woke me up. Something disturbed me for my nap, and I'm not sure I'm happy about it. From the way my head is aching, I clearly have not had enough of a nap.I'm trying to remember... anything.I remember waking up and making eggs... I remember talking to Hunter... I remember going to the park... And then a kiss that set my world on fire.Then... nothing.Maybe I need to ignore whatever the hell the thing was that woke me up and go back to sleep so I can remember better... My stomach grumbles. Didn't I just have lunch? Actually, I don't remember having lunch...I blink my bleary eyes at the clock, and I'm confused. Is it already 1 pm? How the hell did I sleep so long, and why didn't anyone wake me? I'm pretty sure Hunter could've taken care