All Chapters of My New Boss Is My Brother's Best Friend: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

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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

Coming Home

"Yeah, we know, man. You're not that shallow. But she is. Just a heads up, dude. You may need to take more direct approach with her," he sighs in exasperation. "I've thought about tying her up to a pole and just leaving her there, but then she'd still be yelling at us!"I groan. "I thought I was taking the direct approach! Were the cops and restraining order not enough? But thanks for letting me know. I gotta go. See ya soon," I mumble."Yeah, have a good weekend, Hunt!" he chuckled.Then I hang up. I take a minute to reign in my temper. I want to march right back to Portia and set the record straight, only she's already off my site. And if I'm not mistaken, I'll probably be seeing her again next week.That's a problem for later. Right now, though, I need to get home to a beautiful brunette with silver eyes.The whole way home I'm gritting my teeth, trying to figure out what the hell to do about my situation. I've already got a fucking restraining order against her, and it's done exac

Playing House

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

Confessions

I sigh. "For everything. First off, I'm sorry for calling you in today when it was your day off," I mumble. "You've been working yourself sick, and I know your drained. You needed to rest, and yet, here you are, helping me with Tinsley and Sandra."She shakes her head. "It's fine. Sandra needed help, and you seemed a little overwhelmed today. I'm happy to help," she says with a gentle smile."Be that as it may, I'm sorry you didn't get your day off. I'm also sorry about our fight earlier. The thing is... I've never been jealous like this," I mumble, finally letting the truth spill from my lips.I need her to know the whole truth if I'm ever going to get anywhere with her. This epiphany hit me on the way home. I've been spinning in circles because of all the miscommunication.Chelsea gives me a suspicious look, and maybe I deserve it. "What do you mean your jealous?" her demand is soft, but no less straight to the point."Just that... I... The moment you walked into this house, I was s

Sleepless

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

Unrest

"I'm so cold," she chatters through her teeth, wrapping her arms around her. She's already got multiple blankets wrapped around her and it still doesn't seem to be helping right now.I've got another idea. It's worked for me before, and I'm hoping it will work for my sister."Would you like a hot shower?" I ask, trying to figure out how to get her warmer. Maybe the steam and water will penetrate the chills taking over her body.She looks up at me with bleary eyes and nods her head. "Yeah, that sounds good!" She gives me a soft smile. "I think that might work."I get up and rush to the attached bathroom and start the shower. I grab a few towels and put them on the warming rack. When it's getting steamy, I hurry out to my sister. "It's ready," I whisper."Thanks," she sighs tiredly.I see the half empty bowl for the soup Chelsea brought in earlier. "You done?" I ask, motioning to the bowl."Yeah," she says with a soft smile. "She's a good cook. Makes a good addition to our home," she sa

Morning Temptations

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

Little Family

"I'm sorry; I don't understand," I finally admit.She gives me a sad little smile. "He thinks I'm fat," the words land square in my gut and I suddenly want to go on a rampage and smash his face with a jackhammer! "He thinks I need to cut my calorie intake," she mumbles looking at her eggs like they had betrayed her."Chels, I don't know what the hell he's thinking, but you are not fat!" I state firmly. "You're fucking gorgeous, and if he can't see that then maybe he doesn't deserve you!"She chuckles in a self-deprecating way that I hate. "Try telling him that! I don't understand why he keeps trying to change me. It's never going to work."I reach out and grab her hand that had been moving her food around on her plate with her fork, tugging to gain her attention. "Chelsea, if he can't see how beautiful you are, then that is on him. He shouldn't be trying to change you at all! Please tell me you left him!""Well," she blushes. "You called me, and I came. He wasn't happy about it, but I

Groggy

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

Fixing the Problem

He came in and gave me medicine? I don't even remember that! Then again, my head is pretty woozy, I'm not surprised I don't remember much after he left me to rest.I think he notices my panic, because he pulls me into his lap and places a soft kiss on my cheek. "How about you eat some soup, then I can grab you the other medicine, and you can go back to sleep?" he suggests. "I can even get you the nighttime stuff if you want."I just nod my head. That actually sounds like a pretty good plan. My only plan was to lay here, starving to death while I tried to get some more rest.He pulls the bowl in front of me and clumsily I feed myself, completely ignoring the device on my bed stirring up a storm of angry unread texts. If I don't see it, it's not there, right? I'm pretty sure those are toddler rules, but I'm going to swear that's how it works for the rest of the universe too!Finally, Hunter's had enough and he grabs the phone and opens up the text thread from Evan, and then he actually

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