he slowly explored her lips and swept his tongue gently into her mouth. She sighed and moved her hands to cling to the front of his shirt as she leaned into him. Zain fought the urge to move faster. It was hard with all the little sounds of pleasure coming from Mila. But he took his time kissing her until she unconsciously rubbed her body against his. Now was the time to kick things up a bit. Zain reached down to cup her ass as she ground against his erection.
“Oh! I’m so sorry to interrupt,” a voice that didn’t sound sorry at all interjected as Mila jumped back in surprise.
“Good evening, Poppy,” Zain said dryly as he kept a hand on Mila’s hip. He wanted her to know he wasn’t embarrassed, and she shouldn’t be either.
Poppy just smiled broadly as she walked up the stairs to the front door. “Mila, remember the cars will be in front of the café in the morning to take you out to the farm. I hope you have a good first day. Carry on.” She winked before heading inside.
Mila shook her head and Zain knew their time together was over. “I’ll send a car for you in the morning. I heard Kale was a driver, and trust me, you don’t want to risk getting Abby’s younger brother as your driver. Come to think of it, Riley and Reagan’s younger twin brothers, Porter and Parker, are also drivers. I’m definitely sending a car for you.”
Mila laughed and Zain felt it in his heart. It was a magical sound that he wanted to hear more of. “Thank you, but I can’t. I need to appear invisible to do my job. Arriving in Prince Zain’s car is not invisible and would probably get me in trouble with the chancellor.”
“Prince Zain? Do you still think of me like that?” Zain asked, trying to mask his disappointment.
Mila shook her head. “No. I stopped thinking of you and your mother as royalty about thirty seconds after meeting you both. It’s funny, really. I grew up rather wild—a diplomat’s kid in foreign countries and all that. Then something happened in college, and I seemed to turn into my mother. Prim, proper, and obedient. All of those things are what I needed to succeed at my job. If the chancellor discovered we’ve kissed, he would probably have me replaced since he wouldn’t know if he could trust me to best represent his interests. Something about that is rather exciting, don’t you think? Because I don’t plan on not kissing you again,” Mila winked.
Zain liked this more outspoken side of her. “You’re not going to get any complaints from me. So, we’ll be on a mission to appear proper when around anyone else and . . .”
“Wild when we’re not,” she said with a wicked grin on her face. “But that also means we need to play it safe.” Mila looked up at the bed and breakfast. “No more kissing where everyone can see us.”
“It’ll be tough, but I’ll restrain myself. After all, there’s always the secret room I showed you.” Zain felt a level of excitement he had never felt before. He knew he was attracted to her, but most women liked to be seen with him. They would post pictures of them all over the place, even when Zain hadn’t known there was a camera around. And they certainly made sure to engage in PDA. It was exciting to know she wanted him for him, not for publicity. The added level of not being caught, well, he was starting to understand the panties being left all over town.
Mila blushed and her breathing quickened. She liked the idea, too. “You’re not good for my prim and proper side. I already feel wilder, and don’t tell my mother, but I like it.” Mila stepped forward and ran her hand down his chest and over his abs.
“Mila.” Zain groaned as he tried to keep his hands off of her. The front door to the bed and breakfast was partially open and he didn’t want another staff member seeing them.
Mila glanced inside and then pulled him down for a searing kiss of tongue, lips, and hands. Then she was gone. Zain opened his eyes. “Sweet dreams.” Mila
“Oh! I’m so sorry to interrupt,” a voice that didn’t sound sorry at all interjected as Mila jumped back in surprise.
“Good evening, Poppy,” Zain said dryly as he kept a hand on Mila’s hip. He wanted her to know he wasn’t embarrassed, and she shouldn’t be either.
Poppy just smiled broadly as she walked up the stairs to the front door. “Mila, remember the cars will be in front of the café in the morning to take you out to the farm. I hope you have a good first day. Carry on.” She winked before heading inside.
Mila shook her head and Zain knew their time together was over. “I’ll send a car for you in the morning. I heard Kale was a driver, and trust me, you don’t want to risk getting Abby’s younger brother as your driver. Come to think of it, Riley and Reagan’s younger twin brothers, Porter and Parker, are also drivers. I’m definitely sending a car for you.”
Mila laughed and Zain felt it in his heart. It was a magical sound that he wanted to hear more of. “Thank you, but I can’t. I need to appear invisible to do my job. Arriving in Prince Zain’s car is not invisible and would probably get me in trouble with the chancellor.”
“Prince Zain? Do you still think of me like that?” Zain asked, trying to mask his disappointment.
Mila shook her head. “No. I stopped thinking of you and your mother as royalty about thirty seconds after meeting you both. It’s funny, really. I grew up rather wild—a diplomat’s kid in foreign countries and all that. Then something happened in college, and I seemed to turn into my mother. Prim, proper, and obedient. All of those things are what I needed to succeed at my job. If the chancellor discovered we’ve kissed, he would probably have me replaced since he wouldn’t know if he could trust me to best represent his interests. Something about that is rather exciting, don’t you think? Because I don’t plan on not kissing you again,” Mila winked.
Zain liked this more outspoken side of her. “You’re not going to get any complaints from me. So, we’ll be on a mission to appear proper when around anyone else and . . .”
“Wild when we’re not,” she said with a wicked grin on her face. “But that also means we need to play it safe.” Mila looked up at the bed and breakfast. “No more kissing where everyone can see us.”
“It’ll be tough, but I’ll restrain myself. After all, there’s always the secret room I showed you.” Zain felt a level of excitement he had never felt before. He knew he was attracted to her, but most women liked to be seen with him. They would post pictures of them all over the place, even when Zain hadn’t known there was a camera around. And they certainly made sure to engage in PDA. It was exciting to know she wanted him for him, not for publicity. The added level of not being caught, well, he was starting to understand the panties being left all over town.
Mila blushed and her breathing quickened. She liked the idea, too. “You’re not good for my prim and proper side. I already feel wilder, and don’t tell my mother, but I like it.” Mila stepped forward and ran her hand down his chest and over his abs.
“Mila.” Zain groaned as he tried to keep his hands off of her. The front door to the bed and breakfast was partially open and he didn’t want another staff member seeing them.
Mila glanced inside and then pulled him down for a searing kiss of tongue, lips, and hands. Then she was gone. Zain opened his eyes. “Sweet dreams.” Mila
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