Marie Ferrarella - The Boss's Surprise Son / Doctoring the Single Dad

The view was out Rick’s window and she had to lean forward and toward him to catch sight of the grand palace. Even in her excitement she noticed how good he smelled, clean with a hint of spice. It made her want to snuggle close, and she’d already practically climbed in his lap in order to see better.

“Savannah.” He ground out the throaty protest.

And, of course, he was right. The one time under extreme conditions on the plane could be excused; twice and it was getting to be a bad habit.

“Sorry.” She eased back into her own space and lost all sight of the palace. “Driver, please stop,” she called.

“What are you doing?” Rick demanded.

“I’m getting out. I can’t come to London and not see the palace. I’ll find my own way back.”

“It’s freezing out there. Literally.”

“I’ll be fine. I may even find a shop to buy some gloves.”

She reached for her purse and when she looked up she saw an odd flash of emotion cross Rick’s face. The vulnerability in his hooded gaze stunned her, brought a lump to her throat. For a moment, the strong, confident man looked lonely.

“You should come with me,” she heard herself say. “We can find a pub and have some fish and chips.”

He hesitated, then surprised her by nodding. “Sure. I could eat.”

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