by Ava Walsh
“I spent three years chasing skirt, and trying to forget about you. And then I came home and found your letter. I was so happy to find it, but I was worried that you had moved on. I wish I’d found the letter sooner,” he said, and they kissed again.
“So you spent three years chasing skirt?” she asked, and Aaron rolled his eyes.
“You said it yourself, you’ve read the papers. But the reason I behaved so badly with so many women was that I was never satisfied. I kept comparing them to you. My sister’s best friend!” he said and laughed again.
“Ruby has never had a father. It would be a big adjustment for her,” Chelsey said suddenly, her maternal instincts kicking in.
“It will all be a big adjustment for her, not just having me around,” he said, and Chelsey crossed her brows.
“You can’t honestly believe that I’ll let you live here any longer, can you?” Aaron asked. There was still some laughter in his voice.
“Where will we live then?” she asked and he threw back his head and laughed.
“With me, of course. In my penthouse. We’ll have to make it child friendly, but I can call my housekeeper and ask her to get it ready for us before we head back,” Aaron said, staring hopefully into Chelsey’s eyes.
She could see it on his face, that he was silently pleading with her. That all said and done, it was all entirely up to her, still. After all, Chelsey was Ruby’s mother and for now, her sole guardian.
But Chelsey couldn’t keep her away from her father any longer. Especially not now that he had admitted his feelings for her. It was like her perfect fairytale was coming true. It was all going to be alright.
“What about my job…and Ruby will soon need a kindergarten,” she began to say but Aaron had interrupted her. He was holding her close still, and his breath blew away the locks of hair that had fallen on her nose.
“You don’t need a job, Chelsey. Not when you can own your own hair salon. And finding a kindergarten for Ruby will be no problem,” he said, trying to control his excitement. Chelsey smiled, and then tilted her head to the side.
“What about your career? Your reputation as an eligible bachelor celebrity?” she asked, humoring him. Aaron laughed again and this time lifted her up by her waist.
“You think I ever gave a damn about what they write about me in the papers? They can write as much as they want about how I have the most beautiful family in the world.”
*****
THE END
About Ava Walsh
Ava Walsh has a weak spot for bad boys, the irresistible ones that make your cheeks flush and annoy the hell out of you, making you want them even more. And of course for the women that succeed in winning their hearts.
Ava writes sexy, passionate and sweet stories that are short enough to brighten up your evening, and that always have a happily ever after.
She lives in warm California with her family. When she’s not writing, she’s usually found in the kitchen trying out a new recipe. Favorite things include reading, her horses and everything involving chocolate.
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