The Stand-In (Single in Seattle #5) Read Online Kristen Proby

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Single in Seattle Series by Kristen Proby
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
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“Well, we might just have to change that. I’d love to show you Paris. It’s my favorite city in the world, and that’s saying something because Seattle will always have my heart.”

“Did you grow up in Seattle?”

“Yes, that was our home base. Dad wasn’t home much, but we were there with the nanny. I can’t imagine living anywhere else full time. I can, however, imagine buying a vacation home here. It’s only two hours away from Seattle, but it’s so beautiful and away from the grind, you know?”

“So, you’d prefer something in the mountains as opposed to the beach?”

“I think so.” She taps her lips, thinking it over. “I like the snow, so the mountains appeal to me.”

“Speaking of snow. Lucy and Erin were just telling me that the cousins are planning a ski trip to Montana during our bye weekend. I’d like for you to join us. If you want to bring Caleb, I’m cool with that.”

She blinks once and then bites her lower lip.

“Whoa, what did I say wrong?”

“Nothing.” She clears her throat. “You didn’t say anything wrong at all. I need to thank you for being so understanding about including my son. I know it’s not easy to have a ten-year-old around so much, and that dating a single mom isn’t the most fun thing in the world.”

“Says who?” I reach over and take her hand. “I’m having fun. If a guy has issues with a woman’s kids, those issues are on him. Not her. You told me from the get-go that Caleb is the most important aspect of your life, and he should be. It’s one of the things I respect about you. My mom was a single mom when she met my dad. It’s not new to our family. If you want to bring Caleb skiing, we’ll make it happen. If you’d rather he stay in Seattle with Quinn or even my parents, that’s okay, too.”

“Your parents would be okay with keeping him?”

“Why are you so surprised?” I laugh and kiss her hand before letting it go. “Are you kidding? They’d get a huge kick out of keeping him. But like I said, it’s up to you. It honestly doesn’t bother me either way. He’d probably love skiing, and we could get him lessons.”

“Let me think about it,” she says slowly. “I’ll have to look at the dates to see what he has on his schedule.”

“That works. Are we done here?”

“Oh, yeah. What should we do next?”

“I’d like to take you back to the room, get you naked, and have my way with you for about the next twelve hours.”

“That’s the best idea you’ve ever had.”

Chapter 10

London

I’m so damn nervous that I don’t know what to do. My stomach is a tangle of nerves, and I swear I just broke out in a cold sweat. What if I stink? That’s not sexy. Do I have time for a shower? Oh, God, he’ll want to have shower sex, and that does not sound fun to me at all.

How do you tell the sexiest man alive, who obviously wants in your pants and thinks you’re sexy, too, that you haven’t actually had intercourse since before you had your ten-year-old kid?

“This room is seriously so pretty.” I know I’m being ridiculous, but I skitter away from him when he closes the door behind us, and I make a beeline to the balcony that overlooks the pool and the river below, taking big gulps of the fresh air. The sun set long ago, but I can hear the rush of the water, and the pool area is lit up but empty. “Maybe we should go for a swim. It looks like we’d have the whole place to ourselves.”

I feel Drew press himself to my back, and his arms circle around me while his lips land on my neck, sending goose bumps down my arms. “Talk to me. What’s wrong?”

“What? Nothing’s wrong. Nothing at all.”

“Your voice is pretty damn shrill for a woman with nothing wrong.” He turns me to face him and cages me in, his hands planted on the railing on either side of me. “Are you nervous?”

“Yeah.” I let out a relieved breath. “Yeah, I guess I am.”

“There’s no need to be.” He dips down to kiss my forehead, then the top of my head. “There’s just you and me here. We make our own rules as we go.”

“Rule number one.” I press my hand to his chest and clear my throat. Geez, why does he have to be so…muscular?

“What is it?”

“What is what?” I look up at him with a frown.

“The rule.” His lips have turned up in a satisfied smile. “You said you have a rule.”

“Oh. Right. I did.” Jesus, how am I supposed to remember when he’s standing so close to me? I swallow hard again, probably for about the seventh time. “I don’t remember what it was.”


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