Royal Mistake by Renna Peak & Ember Casey

Author:Renna Peak & Ember Casey [Peak, Renna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Casey Peak Publishing, LLC
Published: 2017-01-18T00:00:00+00:00

Victoria

I’m not sure how His Highness can stand being this close to me. He’s made it pretty clear how he finds me completely disgusting. But I’m about as cold as I’ve ever been, and I’ll never admit it to him, but I appreciate that he suggested we huddle together to stay warm. Of course, it would be a hell of a lot warmer if we could get out of these soaking wet clothes, but he’s made it pretty clear he has zero interest in being that close to me—whether we’re freezing or not.

And he was at least decent in giving me his shirt to wrap my foot with. I hadn’t wanted to tell him, but I think the cut is pretty bad. I couldn’t really see it, but the way it’s throbbing right now tells me it might be fairly difficult for me to walk on it by tomorrow.

Hopefully, it isn’t going to matter. Our rescuers have to be on their way—it’s not like someone isn’t going to notice the Crown Prince of Montovia has suddenly going missing. And maybe whoever lives in that cabin saw the plane go down—someone might be out there searching for us right now.

Thunder cracks loudly outside, and at the same time, the inside of our little cave is brilliantly illuminated for a moment. A tree must have been hit by a lightning strike just outside.

I stiffen in Andrew’s arms at the sound and his embrace around me tightens.

He doesn’t say anything, but he seems to notice he’s almost comforting me. God forbid. He clears his throat and forces himself to relax his grip on my back.

And I have to ignore the lightning strike I feel in my body as his hands move over my wet blouse—the same way I’m trying to ignore how I can feel the hard outline of the well-defined muscles of his back, where my hands just happen to be resting as I’m lying in his arms.

Damn it.

This is not happening. I am not going to allow myself to feel the slightest bit attracted to this man—a man who has done nothing but show me over and over again how vile he finds me. Why would I do this to myself? It was one thing to have had a secret celebrity crush on him before I met him two weeks ago. But now, it’s something else. Now he knows me. Okay, he doesn’t really know me at all, but he knows who I am. And he thinks I’m disgusting—he’s said so on several occasions now. What the hell am I doing to myself? I hate that this is so typical of me—being attracted to guys who treat me like shit.

I’m not doing this to myself anymore. It’s a promise I made myself after the last time, and it’s one I’m damned well going to keep.

I move my hands away from his back, deciding instead to hold onto the thin fabric of his t-shirt. I ball my hands into fists to at least keep myself from touching him in any meaningful way.

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