Yours Royally (Billionaires and Brides 3)

“I have no idea how they found out we were at that coffee shop,” she said, lifting a hand and pushed her hair back over her ear. “I need to be more careful.”

“It's not your fault,” Marco said. “These things happen. Besides, I had intended on going for a morning jog anyway. It appears that I just got that chore out of the way.”

Sabrina smiled, her eyes fixated on Marco. They were silent for a moment. The only sound in the alley was their breathing, which was slowly dropping to a normal rate.

What happened next was something that Sabrina couldn't have predicted. Marco, with his hands still on her sides, leaned in and brought his lips to hers. She froze, as the entire world faded into oblivion and the only thing left was the two of them. Her lips were stiff at first, as she was not expecting the kiss. But Marco didn't break away and within a second, Sabrina relaxed.

His soft lips were pressed against hers in the most passionate embrace she had ever felt. Maybe it was the excitement of the paparazzi escape or maybe it was just the fact that this kiss was the expression of all of the feelings that had been repressed between them. Sabrina didn't know. All she knew, was that it felt incredible. Every cell in her body exploded with a tingling sensation that made her weak at the knees.

Marco slowly pulled away and looked into Sabrina's eyes, but just for a moment. Then he resumed the kiss. Their hands drifted all over each others’ bodies as passion filled the air. Sabrina parted her lips and Marco's tongue darted into her mouth. The sugar from the beignets was still on his breath.

Sabrina pressed her body into Marco's, pressing her hips toward him. They made out deeply and passionately for a while, as though they were long lost lovers, finally in each others’ arms again. The truth, though, was that they were just two people making out in an alleyway behind a hotel in New York City. But Sabrina was quickly realizing that love can find someone in the most unusual of places.

After a few minutes, Marco slowly pulled away. He gazed into Sabrina's eyes.

“You're incredible,” he whispered, as he brought his hand up to cradle her chin.

She was about to respond, but Marco gave her a peck on the lips before she could. When he pulled away, he was smiling.

“What do you say we get out of this alleyway and go find something fun to do today?” he asked, as he poked his head out to make sure the coast was clear.

“Okay, that sounds good,” Sabrina said. “What are you thinking?”

Her words came out slowly. She was still in shock over the kiss they had just had and organized thought was evading her.

“I'm not entirely sure,” Marco said. “I'll investigate the options and figure something out.”

He took a step into the alley and offered Sabrina his hand, which she happily took. They exited the alleyway at the opposite end from where they had entered. Luckily, there weren't any camera-clicking crazy people in sight. But they didn't dilly dally. They went straight back to the hotel. Marco went to his room and Sabrina went to hers.

As soon as her door closed and she was alone, she jumped up and down in excitement. She felt like a school girl who had just kissed the star quarterback of the football team. She danced around her room, spinning in circles and humming to herself.

I can't believe that we kissed, she thought. It felt so natural. It was like we had both been waiting for that perfect moment and it finally came.

She was fascinated by the natural chemistry between them. Her lips still tingled from the kiss and she savored it as long as possible, not wanting the sensation to ever go away.

That was amazing. I want more, she thought. I just hope that this guy isn't messing with me, though. I hope that this isn't something he does with all the girls he meets. Or hires.

In the very back of her mind, there was still a tiny bit of hesitation about getting too close to Marco. Partly, because she feared how it would look on a professional level. But mostly because she didn't want to get hurt.

Sabrina danced around for a little longer, giddy as could be. But when she calmed down, she remembered that she still had a job to do. Marco's room needed cleaning and there was laundry to be done. She decided to take care of the chores while Marco figured out what he wanted to do later that day. And she did it with a smile on her face. Which wasn't that difficult, being that the most amazing kiss she'd ever experienced was still fresh on her mind.

Chapter 9

Marco

Marco and Sabrina sat in the back of the car as their driver chauffeured them across the city.

After the fiasco that morning with the paparazzi, Marco was ready to do something fun and relaxing. So while Sabrina cleaned up the hotel room and folded his laundry, he sifted through New York traveling pamphlets and researched online.

Finding his own itinerary wasn't something he usually did. Valetta took care of these sort of things. She usually got him the best of everything, but today, he wanted to do it. He wanted to choose something for him and Sabrina to do without Valetta's help.

It took the better part of an hour, but he finally found something that he thought would be enjoyable, not only for him, but also for Sabrina. Even though he was excited about it, though, he didn't tell her what he had in mind. He considered surprises to be much more fun than a boring schedule of events.

“Sir, we're here,” the driver said, as he pulled out of traffic and parked next to the curb. “Just send me a text or give me a call when you're done and I'll pick you up right here.”

“We're in Greenwich Village?” Marco wanted to make absolutely sure that they were in the right place, so as not to make a fool out of himself in front of Sabrina.

“Yes, sir.”