A Proposal from the Crown Prince--A Sweet Royal Romance by Jessica Gilmore

Author:Jessica Gilmore
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

IT WAS ONLY early September and already change was in the air. The sun was setting a little later, the evenings were that little cooler, the wind whipping their faces and ruffling Posy’s hair had an unexpected bite unthinkable even a few days earlier.

Nico steered his sports car around one of the island’s famous hairpin bends, the mountains rearing up on one side, the sea a dizzying drop below on the other. Posy leaned back in her seat, a relaxed smile on her face, her eyes hidden by huge sunglasses—and if her knuckles were a little white then that was only to be expected. The mountain drive could test the hardiest of nerves.

It was a good thing he was keeping his eyes on the road and not on the enticing dip in her sundress. His own test of nerves.

They were supposed to be in love and, Nico supposed, lust came close. He hadn’t expected this to happen, even after the circumstances of their first encounter. He’d told himself that Posy needed time to adjust to their situation, that it would be wrong to let her think he could or would give her more than affection and respect. He’d reminded himself how much less experienced she was than him and that he absolutely mustn’t take advantage of that—but she’d looked so lost, so alone, so vulnerable when she’d told him that their night together had been beautiful, that he’d ached to comfort her the only way he knew how. He might still have held back, done the right thing, if she hadn’t looked at him with need in those big eyes, if her skin hadn’t been so soft under his touch.

He didn’t know if the physical intimacy made things easier or harder. He did know that now they’d started it seemed silly to stop. Everyone in the palace expected him to spend the night in her rooms. It would cause unwanted gossip and speculation if he stayed away.

So he didn’t. And although he still didn’t know her favourite food or book or movie he did know the way she liked to be kissed, to be touched. He knew that she slept splayed out like a child, somehow managing to take up far more than her fair share of both bed and covers; he knew the way she eased into the day, a minute at a time. He knew how she looked in the middle of the night, eyes closed, lips parted, totally relaxed.

It was unnerving, knowing so much about a person. Even more unnerving to realise she must know the same things about him. That there must be times when she watched him sleep, saw him vulnerable and unaware.

Everything he was trying to avoid.

The days were a little easier. He had his work: meeting with consultants, tour companies and investors, as well as the more ceremonial side of his role and the other demands the palace loaded onto his increasingly heavy schedule. Posy was still a guest in

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