The Billionaire Princess
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Christopher propped himself up on one elbow and studied the woman sleeping next to him. When he first woke up he thought he dreamed it all, but here she was sound asleep in his bed. Even with the proof next to him, it seemed like a dream. When he turned around in his office earlier that evening and saw her standing there, he feared for a second he'd started imagining things. Dressed so casually in jeans and no makeup, she'd looked the way she did in his dreams.
Reaching out he ran his fingers down her arm. Her skin was warm and solid. Definitely not an image his mind conjured up. Yet even with all the evidence pointing toward the truth, it almost seemed too good to be true. He not only had Sara back, but she loved him. She'd told him that more than once since she walked into in his office hours earlier. Unable to stop himself, he leaned down and kissed her. Slowly Sara's eyes fluttered open and she smiled at him.
"Hey," she said, her voice still groggy with sleep.
"Hey yourself," he said joining their hands.
"For a second there I thought I was dreaming." Sara brought their joined hands toward her lips and kissed his hand.
"Trust me, we're both wide awake, sweetheart."