The Princess and the Player by Jennifer Lewis

Author:Jennifer Lewis [Lewis, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Royal Reunion Romance
Publisher: Mangrove
Published: 2017-04-14T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Amadou’s driver took Lina back to her hotel—in their lifestyle there was always someone who knew your most intimate movements. She was a little surprised at how easily Amadou let her go. She had promised to see him again before she left Paris, and to be honest she was already looking forward to it.

You’re mad!

Her conscience upbraided her for giving in to foolish desire. But some other, more reckless part of her was thrilled that she still possessed the ability to desire after all these years.

She barely slept that night and woke in a state of semi-bliss, her body still reveling in the pleasure she’d experienced last night. Would it have been wonderful or terrifying to wake in his arms?

Terrifying probably. This reunion affair wasn’t going anywhere. Sooner or later she’d be licking her wounds, and deservedly so, considering how she’d treated him when they were younger.

Her phone’s ringtone made her jump. Was it him?

No. And the name that popped up on the screen made her heart sink. Her sanctimonious sister, Liesel—who had skipped over marriage and family to devote herself full time to criticizing others. “Good morning.”

“I heard you were in Paris.”

Luckily, Liesel lived in Germany.

“Yes, visiting Callista.”

“I just arrived here myself to do a little shopping.”

Lina’s gut clenched. “You’re in Paris?” Of course Liesel knew nothing about Amadou, either now or years ago, but her beady pale eyes rarely missed a trick. “Where are you staying?” Far away, hopefully.

“Prince de Galles.”

Lina swallowed. Amadou’s hotel. “Oh.”

“I had to battle my way through a crowd of reporters when I got out of my taxi this morning. Some African musician is here, and he just got nominated for an award. I mean, really! The place is mobbed when one chooses the Prince de Galles for peace and privacy.”

Was she talking about Amadou? He’s French, not African. She managed to hold her tongue, wondering what the award could be. She paid no attention to the music scene.

“But in the event that I manage to fight my way out again, I was thinking we could meet for lunch at Siri’s.”

Lina racked her brain for a reason to refuse. And failed. Being royal meant that you couldn’t make enemies of anyone, least of all family. “I could do that. Is one okay?” That should give her time to recover and maybe get her hair done to revive her facade of respectability before meeting Liesel.

“Let’s make it noon.”

“Okay.” Liesel always liked to be difficult. “See you then.” Hopefully she could escape fast. She hung up and wondered if—and how—she could warn Amadou about the potential enemy in his camp, but then he’d never even heard of her sister and would hardly see her as a threat to himself so that would just be weird.

She Googled his name and “award” and found he was up for a Grammy. Then she texted him to congratulate him. She was just being polite. Really! It was the kind of thing anyone would do.

Thanks. I want to take you for lunch.

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