Queen of Broken Hearts by Cassandra King

Author:Cassandra King [King, Cassandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: new
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Rye is unusually quiet on the ride home after the party, and I steal a couple of glances at him, puzzled by his introspection. His behavior has been out of character all night. Unlike Mack, Rye has never been given to brooding or dark moods. One of the reasons I like being with him is his flippant banter, which keeps everything easygoing and uncomplicated between us. After Dory interrupted the almost-kiss on the terrace, he and I rejoined the party with ease, lapsing back into the comfortable companionship we’ve always had. When the band returned from their break, we danced until midnight without awkwardness or uneasiness. He held me close during the slow dances, whispered his usual outrageous flattery in my ear, and chuckled when I blushed. From time to time, both of us danced freely with others. Or rather, Rye did. Once I fast-danced with Son after he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the floor when the band struck up a jazzy version of “The Twist.” I was surprised that he remembered: At Bama, Mack and I went with him and Dory to a party at Son’s frat house, where Chubby Checker entertained. Since Mack and Dory wouldn’t fast-dance, Son and I entered the twist contest and came away with a first-place trophy.

After doing the twist with Son, I was surprised when Lex led me to the floor—until I saw Elinor dancing with Rye. Even so, she kept her eyes fastened on Lex and me. After the song was over, she came after him with her purse and wrap in hand, saying he’d been out too late. Lex protested that his doctors had released him from the recovery regime, but he allowed her to lead him away. When they stopped to say goodbye to Son and Dory, Elinor slipped her arm around Lex’s waist and snuggled close, with her gleaming blond head on his shoulder. As they walked to the door hand in hand, I rolled my eyes Dory’s way, and she smirked.

When Rye pulls to a stop in front of my house, he turns to me and says, “Sorry I kept you out past your bedtime. You’re exhausted, aren’t you?”

“I am.” He looks tired, too, even somewhat sad, and I squeeze his hand. “Stay put, Sir Galahad. I can walk myself to the door.” When he protests, as I knew he would, I lean over and kiss him lightly on the cheek, then reach for the car door. “Good night, sweet prince. I had a lovely time.”

“I was proud of you,” he says. “You did really well at the ceremony, and you couldn’t have been nicer to the Son King. No one there knew that you’d gone under such duress.”

“We both did good, didn’t we?” We look at each other and smile wearily. “But what choice did we have? We had to do it for Dory.”

“Maybe Son’s conversion was the real thing,” he says in wonder. “He was sure on his best behavior.”

“I’ll give him a month.

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