In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 268

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Keira's heart hammered against her ribs as she stumbled out of bed, her bare feet hitting the cold hardwood floor. She'd fallen asleep in just an oversized t-shirt, that hit around mid-thigh and panties. She was acutely aware of how little she was wearing as she padded toward the front door. Her bare nipples already pushing against her t-shirt just by the sound of his voice.

"Keira, please!" Alexei's voice came again, more urgent this time. "I need to see you."

She reached the door and pressed her palm against it, her pulse racing. "Alexei? How did you—what are you doing here?"

"Open the door," he said, "Please."

Without a second thought, she turned the locks and pulled the door open. Alexei stood outside her door, looking nothing like the man she was used to seeing. His dark hair was disheveled, he wore a simple black t-shirt and jeans instead of his usual tailored suits, lets not forget nudity… But the one thing she had never seen him in was jeans. Fuck he looked hot.

"Jesus, Alexei," she breathed. "What are you doing here. You're supposed to be at the hospital overnight. Where are your bodyguards?"

"I snuck out." His gaze swept over her, taking in her bare legs beneath the oversized shirt, the way her blonde hair fell in waves around her shoulders. Something dark and hungry flickered in his expression. "They think I'm sleeping."

"You can't be here," she said, even as her body betrayed her by leaning toward him. "The hospital—"

"I don't give a fuck what the hospital wants" He stepped closer, backing her into her apartment. The door swung shut behind him with a soft click. "I had to see you. I had to know..."

"Know what?" The words came out barely above a whisper.

"That you were ok." His eyes locked on hers, intense and searching.

"I tried to see you before I left the hospital, but your guard dog wouldn't let me in."

"I figured."

Keira frowned. "Mitchell didn't tell you I came by your room." The man had told her he would.

Alexei laughed. "He would have. Most likely later. Once I was on the flight home."

Keira's throat went dry. She wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly self-conscious about how little she was wearing, how exposed she felt under his hot gaze. "When do you leave."

"Most likely tomorrow afternoon. My father wants to see me after what happened."