Valiant Alien Tailor by Zara Zenia

Author:Zara Zenia [Zenia, Zara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-26T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Kelly

Just breathe in and out. It's just a date. A deliberately bad first date with stakes that would make a high roller in Vegas spit his whiskey sour all over the dealer, but still just a normal date.

The pep talk, most of it direct quotes from my last conversation with Mei, repeated in my head ad nauseam as I paced outside of my hotel where I’d decided to return after my bout of drinking two bottles of wine at my apartment. Now, the Prince's transport was due any minute. I didn't want anybody going to the front desk to find me if I wasn't outside exactly on time. I didn't think the Prince would buy that Human reporters traveled under assumed names.

Apparently, I had been too eager to get outside. I'd been standing in the cold air for fifteen minutes. There was still no sign of the Prince, but he wasn't due for another five. Too little time to go back up to my room. Fresh air, even with the early bite of winter, was better for my flopping stomach than the stale air in the lobby.

I hadn't been this nervous for a date in years. The night of my first date with Tony, I barely remembered I had a date that evening. Maybe that was my mind's subtle way of telling me to forget I ever met that loser in the first place. But Prince Lortnam was different.

For one thing, I was pretty sure I wouldn't find him in bed with another woman a few weeks into our brand-new relationship. For another, if he found out who I really was and what I did for a living, he would probably have my ass thrown in jail.

A soft whooshing sound appeared suddenly, alerting me to the arrival of the Prince's transport. My stomach clenched as the silver vehicle lowered to the ground. It stopped and hovered two feet above the pavement, displacing a pile of leaves the street sweepers hadn't gotten to yet.

The door slid open and Prince Lortnam eased himself out of the cabin. He'd chosen an indigo tunic that night that was more casual than the one he'd worn for the press junket, but no less finely tailored. It covered his entire torso, yet somehow the shape hugged his body in all the right places, giving me a clear impression of his muscular chest. His slicked back hair highlighted the sharp angle of his jaw. When his icy blue eyes found mine, a smile erupted on his lips, brightening his whole face.

"Good evening, Kelly Fillmore," he said simply, holding his hand out to me.

My knees felt weak. I'd been on lots of dates before. Bad dates. Cheap dates. Weird dates in fun places I wanted to go back to but couldn't because I might run into the guy. Boring dates. Dates that would have been perfect if only the guy and I had an ounce of chemistry. And, of course, dates that only blew up in my face later, when a charming guy turned out to be a major asshole.

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