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I can’t make my fantasy a reality tonight, as much as I wish I could. Instead, I turn the hot water on and indulge in a steamy shower. Images flash behind my closed eyes, thinking about Caesar and how he would devour me in bed. I imagine him here in the shower with me, caressing my body with his soft hands and warm lips.
He would push me against the wall, trailing his lips along the expanse of my neck before…
“Stop it,” I scold myself, allowing the hot water to hit my face directly and wash away the ghost of his touch. “There’s no time for lust. Tomorrow, we’ll go back to Solvaria, and things will go back to the way they used to be. Kind of. Maybe.”
Who am I kidding? How are things supposed to return to normal between me and Caesar now that I know he wants to have sex with me? And now that he knows I want to have sex with him?
That night, I hardly get any sleep. I toss and turn for the most part, snuggling with a fluffy pillow that I pretend is Caesar’s body. If our circumstances were different, he would be in bed with me. Spooning me from behind, whispering soft things into my ear that make me swoon.
I go to sleep alone, and I wake up alone.
By the time I get up and start tugging my luggage out to the suite’s main room, I realize that Caesar is already up. He’s on a video call, actually.
It’s King Francis, who looks stronger than the rumors would have the public believe.
“Ah, Vivienne!” King Francis greets me with a wave. “It’s so good to see you, my dear!”
“Say hello to my beautiful bride, Father. We’ll be coming back home to Solvaria this week.”
“You married Vivienne?”
I’m half-expecting him to launch into a tirade on how this is the silliest mistake of our lives, but instead, he lets out a jovial laugh.
“Wise choice, my son. You need someone who will whip you into shape when you need it. She’s the perfect one for it.”
I approach the phone so that I can hear King Francis more clearly. It may be my imagination, but it seems like he lights up to see me.
“Vivienne, discipline him as you see fit. If you ever need to knock him upside the head, go ahead. You have my permission. In fact, I encourage you to do this as often as you can.”
“Wow, thanks, Dad,” Caesar replies. “I’m glad I have your vote of confidence.”
I squeeze Caesar’s shoulder to let him know that I’m sticking by his side no matter what. He gives me a smile that warms my heart.
“In all seriousness, Vivienne, Caesar values his commitments,” the King tells me. “He won’t do you wrong. I promise. And if he ever needs more motivation, I’ll make certain he does.”
“Thank you, King Francis. Your son is a wonderful man.”
A loud bang at the door pauses the conversation. At first, I don’t think much of it, but then I hear my name being screamed on the other side.
“Vivienne!”
“Hold on,” I whisper to Caesar.
I hurry to the door to answer. When I do, it’s Sarah pushing her way inside with an anguished expression. “Sarah, what is happening?”
“I’m so sorry, Vivienne! I didn’t mean to do it!”
“What’s going on? My God, did you kill someone?”
“No! But your family knows about the marriage now.” Sarah covers her face with her hands. “I’m so sorry! I was on the phone with my sister, telling her about what happened. And one ofyoursisters was visiting. I didn’t know!”
I blink, unable to find the right words to say. Sarah keeps on.
“So then she told your parents, and now the whole family knows, and it’s a mess, and it’s all my fault!” Sarah’s eyes are filled with tears. “I’m so sorry! I would’ve never said a thing if I knew your sister was going to overhear!”
“I… It’s… It’s alright. It was an accident.”
I haven’t spoken to my parents since the last failed blind date incident. My mom wanted me to get married so I could have the cabin, but I think she assumed she would at least be a guest at the wedding. She and my father must be panicking, doing damage control and trying to figure out what to do next.
