Page 7 of Sleet Princess


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“This is very serious.” He shakes the device in his hand. “I need to find out what happens with Lord Kentigern and his lady wife.”

I narrow my eyes. “If you’re about to insult my book, I suggest you think twice.”

His mouth pulls into a crooked smile, exposing bright white teeth. “I would never. This”—he shakes the book again—“was my sex ed.”

I don’t drop my suspicious expression. “What does that mean?”

“Means that after my mom caught me, uh, expressing myself, she left a pile of her romance books on my bed and told me to read them. Said if I was old enough to buy porno magazines off the neighbor kid, who stole them from his dad, then I was old enough to read from the other perspective.”

I huff out a laugh, surprised at his story and the fact that he shared it. “She had a point.”

“That she did. And I’m nothing if not a good student.” The man winks.

Winks.

I roll my eyes, hoping my cheeks aren’t blushing, even though I know they are.

“Sounds like you have plenty of your own books to read, then. So…” I hold my hand out.

The man pulls his arm back in, but instead of handing me my book, he taps the screen.

“How do I find the title on this thing?” He taps the screen again, turning the page instead of finding what he wants.

“Just give it here.” I reach for it.

He twists away from me, causing me to bump into his shoulder.

I stop reaching and glare at the side of his face. “I’m going to ask this again. Are you serious?”

“Princess, you can keep asking, but it’s not changing the answer.” He swipes his finger on the screen, bringing up the settings menu. “I’m going to need the title.” He taps the screen. “Why isn’t this working?”

I grip the back of his sweaty shirt and tug.

He’s obviously strong enough to resist, but he doesn’t.

Instead, he lets me pull him until he’s leaning back, then I stretch across and snatch my device from his hand.

“Aww, Green Eyes, don’t be like that.” He looks up at me, his gaze glinting with humor.

Green Eyes. I really need to get away from this man.

“It was just starting to get good.” He grins.

I let go of his shirt, and as I stand, I wipe his sweat off my palm by smoothing my hand down my cover-up. “If you’re clever, you’ll be able to figure it out.”

I keep my back to him as I pick my bag up off the floor.

“And how about your name?” he asks with a smile in his voice.

With my bag hooked on my elbow, I glance at him one last time over my shoulder. “Princess is good.”

Chapter 5

Luke

I watch her walk away,trying not to feel like a creep while I stare at her ass, but also not quite able to pull my eyes away.

Princess is good.

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