The Royal Treatment by Maryjanice Davidson

Author:Maryjanice Davidson [Davidson, Maryjanice]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Contemporary, Fiction, Romance, General, Paranormal Romance
ISBN: 9780758208033
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2003-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Kurt was waiting for her in the lobby. Me and my shadow, Christina thought wryly. It was comforting that he thought it was as hilarious as she did.

"How'd it go, cutie?"

"Oh, the usual psychobabble bullshit. And don't call me 'cutie.' "

"Whatever you say, sugar."

"Apparently the fact that David keeps giving me rings that suck means I secretly don't want to be married."

"Oh. Well, uh—"

"Don't you start," she warned, shrugging into her coat. They stepped into the warm (for Alaska) spring day. "Listen, do you not actually have a job anymore? Because you've been here almost two weeks. Not that I don't love it, but I don't want you to get in trouble."

"I toldja. My boss thinks this is great P.R., so I'm here as long as the king wants me to play bodyguard. Besides," he added, slinging an arm com-panionably around her shoulders, "I'da stayed anyway. I think you might be in over your head."

"Tell me. It's—"

Pop!

"Don," she said patiently, "I've asked you not to do that."

"Back off with the camera," Kurt ordered, his left hand disappearing into his jacket as, with his right hand, he blocked the lens. "Right now."

"Whoa," she said, tugging on his arm until it came down. "Don't go all Sean Penn on me. This is Don Cook—he's a local news guy. And, inconceivably, taking pictures of me helps him feed his family."

"Everybody's gotta make a living," Don said, firing off another picture. "I couldn't help overhear-ing-"

"Our completely private conversation."

"Does this mean the wedding's off?"

"No," she said irritably. "It means I haven't found a ring I like yet. Write this down in your lit-de book, Don-o—my promise to marry made me engaged, not a rock weighing down my finger."

"So it's still on?"

"Three weeks to go," she said, and managed to conceal the shudder. Three weeks .. . and she still didn't know the prince much better than the day she'd met him. Trouble was, she had a sneaking suspicion that was her fault more than his. "And FYI, your invitation really did get lost in the mail."

Don laughed. "Sure. Later, Lady Christina."

"See you around, Don."

Kurt was shaking his head as they walked toward the car. "Lady... man, I still can't get used to that."

"Wait 'til they start with the princess stuff."

"You know, Chris, it's not too late. Say the word, and we're on a plane to L.A."

"Thanks, Kurt, I appreciate that, but it was my decision and I made it. And I'm sticking with it."

"It's just.. . sometimes you don't seem like an excited bride-to-be."

"Don't let my moody, depressive, bitchy exterior fool you. Inside, I'm crying with happiness."

"Ha!"

"Things will settle down," she said doubtfully, "after the wedding."

"Well. The offer still stands, you know."

"Is this 'get Chris off the hook' day? Did I miss a memo?"

"I figure the doctor and me are just worried about you, is all."

She studied him, her old friend, former lover, current cop and bodyguard. There had been a time when she would have stripped him of his sidearm and cheerfully shot him in the kneecap.

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