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I spun on my heels at the sound of his voice. He took a step back and held out his hands.
“I was just trying to make breakfast—”
“You failed!” I screamed, making him wince...him! I was the one with the headache, and he was wincing.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
Slamming the extinguisher onto the counter, I grabbed a magazine from the stack of mail and handed it to him. He glanced at it and then back at me.
“I do not read these type of things—”
“It’s not for you to read. Get up there and fan the smoke detector!”
“Fan the smoke detector?” He looked at me, confused.
Seriously?
“Yes, get on the stool and fan it.” Oh, God, my head. My head hurt so badly. “Go!” I pushed him toward it.
“I’m going!” He took it from me, walked around to the kitchen stool, then got on top of it to reach up and wave the magazine.
Sighing, I faced my stove—my foam-covered, burned stove—on top of which sat a frying pan with only God knew what inside of it.
“Your Highness?”
I turned to see his guard, the white-haired one, coming back inside, holding a small grocery bag.
“The tomatoes are useless now, Iskandar. I nearly burned down her kitchen, and now she is punishing me in this way.”
“Punishing you?” I glanced back up at him. “I’m the one being punished right now.”
“Exactly how long am I supposed to fan this thing?” he asked, clearly changing the subject.
“Until it stops beeping.”
“It has stopped.”
“Then, I guess you can come down.” I frowned, wishing he had to stay up there all morning fanning it.
“I apologize,” he said as he was hopping down and dusting off his hands. “Truly. I did not mean to ruin your kitchen. I wanted our start to be much better than last night.”
“Our start?” I repeated, not sure what he meant.
He nodded, reaching for paper towels. “The start of our relationship.”
“Relationship? What—” I stopped as he brought the paper towel closer to my face.
“You have a little—”
“I got it,” I said, quickly cleaning off my face.
It was only as I wiped my face that I saw the brown makeup stain on it...and then felt one of my fake eyelashes, which was definitely coming off. When I glanced up at Gale, he didn’t say anything, which was worse because I could see the humor in his blue-green eyes.
I didn’t even want to know how crazy I must have looked.
