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Shoot. Every train of thought led to Aiden.
They stopped next to the stadium’s entrance. Aiden stepped out of the vehicle directly behind her and opened her door as she was reaching for the handle. She stared at him, stunned by the connection between them and the sparks that seemed to light the air as their gazes locked. How was she supposed to stay impervious to him? Why would she want to?
His hand seemed to lift of its own accord as his blue eyes focused on her. She placed her hand in his and suddenly every dream of them together was going to come true. What did three months of pain matter now that they were together again? She couldn’t wait to tell Princess Stella she and Aiden’s romance story and let the talented author use it for inspiration. She was inspired simply by touching his hand and looking into those blue, blue eyes.
“This way,” Kingston barked, glaring at Aiden through the windshield.
Aiden helped her out of the Humvee, then released her hand. All the dreams popped like bubbles and dropped to the dirt at her feet. She knew it was for the best and Kingston was only protecting her, but it still hurt.
They fell into step behind Kingston, Garrett bringing up the rear.
“Friendly guy, your brother-in-law,” Aiden murmured for only her to hear and as if the two of them were whispering funny secrets to each other.
Chalisa almost laughed. Kingston was a fabulous husband and father, a great brother-in-law and son-in-law, an off-the-charts general, and an all-around impressive man, but nobody had ever called him friendly.
“He’s a great guy. You just got on his bad side,” she whispered back.
“I think every side of his is bad,” Aiden said too loudly, as if he wanted Kingston to be more ticked off.
Kingston glared over his shoulder at Aiden and then walked through one of the entrances and into the stadium. They followed.
“You need to be careful,” she whispered. “You mess with the bull and you will get the horns.”
She made the mistake of getting too close to Aiden’s side. Their arms brushed.
Aiden turned to her and stopped walking right in the entrance, tall bleachers on either side of them shading them from the sun and watchful eyes. His gaze traveled over her, his eyes warm and hungry.
Chalisa’s stomach did a flip-flop.
“Don’t worry about me, love,” he said, giving her his charming smile that got to her every time, no matter that he shared it with every woman.
“You haven’t seen Kingston fight,” she insisted.
“And you haven’t seen me fight.” He tenderly trailed his fingers across her arm, then jerked back as if she’d given him an electric shock. His eyes were wide, but he pasted on his smile, gave her a cocky wink, and then turned and continued into the stadium.
Chalisa was hot all over from a simple touch, him looking at her, and his words. She hadn’t seen him fight, but he had brilliantly protected her that night. She suddenly found she wanted to watch him fight. Badly. Aiden in combat would be an art form.
But not with Kingston. Her brother-in-law would destroy him.
There were some men working on target and arrow shooting, and a pair of men on horses practicing the joust.
“Stuart, Wes,” Kingston hollered.
The two on horses whirled and raced their way. They stopped their horses twenty feet shy of the group and slid off, still holding onto their huge lances. They both flipped their visors up and Wes’s friendly grin and Stuart’s smirk were evident.
“Chalisa!” Stuart called. Dark, swarthy, tough, and the most competitive man she’d ever met, Stuart was married to the sweetheart Princess Belle. “We heard you were coming for a new reality show. Mercedes Belle thinks she can do a better job than Axel Dexter, apparently. We’ll see about that.”
The billionaire Axel Dexter was Stuart and Wes’s close friend and had been the captain of their Ranger unit. Stuart and Wes had been part of his reality shows, Survive the Romance. She’d heard Mercedes planned on her shows being even better. It was a lofty goal.
They both set their lances down and strode their direction, taking their gloves off as they came.
“It’s good to see you, Chalisa,” Wes said. Wes was a tall redhead with blue eyes and a great smile. Kingston had told her some people underestimated his strength and skill because of his leaner build and how friendly he was. Those same people always regretted challenging him to any kind of competition. Wes was married to the feisty and hilarious Princess Leia.
Both men were former Army Rangers who had committed their hearts and their lives to the Magnite people, two beautiful princesses in particular. She loved their stories, and they were both great guys.
“And I heard we get to train you two to annihilate a couple of cocky Navy SEALs,” Stuart said.
“That is a brilliant plan,” Aiden said. He stuck out his hand to Stuart first. “Aiden Porter.”
