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My eyes run over her svelte body. This girl is sexy without even trying. She’sau naturelcompared to the Barbies inside. She slides her phone back into her clutch and folds her arms in front of her. I take in the beauty of her in the moonlight, even more stunning than her picture. Her eyes are so expressive and say so much when her face says so little. She looks me up and down, assessing me at her leisure.
“Am I not safewith you?” she asks, raising a brow in defiance,a slight smirk falling across her pink lips.
Well, damn. I wasnotexpecting her to flirt with me straight off the cuff.
“Probably not,” I answer, giving her a knowing grin.
“And yet, the prince trusts you,” she states, tilting her head to the side as her blue eyes rake over me, blatantly checking me out again.
My cheeks feel like they’re on fire—I’m not used to such obvious attention from a princess.
“He shouldn’t if he knew the thoughts running through my mind in this moment,” I confess.
“Really?” she asks as she takes a step toward me. “I thought he said earlier that you do everything together. Does the prince not like to share?” Her question catches me off-guard.
How did she read between those lines so easily?
“You’re not like the other princesses, are you?” I ask her.
She shakes her head. “Probably to my detriment.” She shrugs her shoulders as if resigned to the fact that she’s different.
“Why do you say that?” I question. I’m intrigued, and I want to know more.
Rosalie steps closer, moving into my personal space. “Because after one too many champagnes, I’m flirting with the prince’s bodyguard instead of being inside flirting with the prince like all the other good little princesses.”
“Are you saying you’re a naughty little princess?” I ask. Raising a questioning brow at her, I wait for her answer.
“What do you think?” she says, biting her bottom lip, and that small movement has my dick throbbing inside my pants.
“I think you might be a tease.”
“I probably am,” she says with a shrug and gives me a knowing smile. “As much as I want to stay, my sisters would kill me if they realized what I’m doing out here.” Rosalie lets out a heavy sigh.
“What are you doing out here?” I question. I don’t want her to leave and go back inside; I need to know if she’s as open as I think she is.
“You’re a smart guy, Greyson. You know exactly what I’m doing.” She gives me a smirk. “Another time, another place, and this conversation would be ending a lot differently.” Rosalie shrugs her shoulders, resigned to the fact that no matter how attracted she may be to me, we both know the reason she’s here. “Now I’ve got to put on a dazzling smile for my sisters, and hope the prince notices me amongst a sea of beautiful women probably a better fit for him than I would ever be.”
Does she not realize how beautiful she is?Without a doubt, she is one of the most beautiful women attending this ball. My stomach sinks at the realization that maybe she isn’t into Augustine.
“Are you not interested in the prince?” I question because if she isn’t into him, then whatever this is won’t continue.
“I don’t know him,” she tells me.
“But from what you see?” I push a little further.
“The man is gorgeous.” She rolls her eyes, which makes me smile.
Phew, at least she is attracted to him.
“But … he looks as enthusiastic about tonight as I do.”
How did she notice that?
“What makes you say that?” I ask.
“The way his smile doesn’t reach his eyes,” she states simply as if anyone inside would have noticed the same thing. “I’m guessing he’s in a situation he has no control over like all of us, and this ball doesn’t seem like something a young prince would pull together to find a wife. And believe me, I understand what that feels like, to have no control over your life,” Rosalie says, looking out into the darkness. “One moment, you think you’re finally free, then family and duty, control you once again.”She waves her hands between us. “This is why I shouldn’t drink champagne, I talk too much.”
“I like talking to you,” I tell her.
