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She was so close he could easily slide her onto his lap and kiss her until he convinced her he would never leave her side again.
What was happening to him? This was a mess, and he was completely out of his mind. She was his Fearless Little Princess. His buddy. The cutie who did crazy tricks and made him smile.
Suddenly, she had become so much more.
Mason had been an absolute idiot to assume he could plan dates with Miriam and somehow move into serious dating and a relationship. Miriam was a nice, accomplished, and attractive woman who suddenly had no draw for him. He’d left a voice message earlier to cancel their date, but when she returned his call Kiera had been right there. Definitely not the time to somehow explain Miriam was great but a dim candle compared to the radiant sun that was Kiera.
Mason rolled his eyes at himself. He’d never say that to Miriam.
The fact was, Kiera had his heart in her hands with her radiant smile, a twinkle in her blue eyes, a few flirtations, and three or four minutes in his arms. What would happen if he kissed her, if he dated her, if he begged her father, the king of Augustine, to not cut off his head but instead let him love his daughter?
Curses. He passed a hand over his face and studied the opening to the spa area, willing Kiera’s stalker to somehow bypass all the security in place and give him a chance to thrash somebody.
There was only one solution. He had to call General Ray as soon as they got back to the house and …
Kiera swished her hands around in the warm water. Her arm brushed his and then accidentally brushed his abdomen. His body was so hot he almost combusted. Another cold dip might help.
He glanced at Kiera, and she smiled.
Nope. Nothing would help this mess.
He had to beg the general to let Mason date the formidable Prince General August’s beloved little sister.
No! He had to ask for a replacement. He couldn’t even keep his mind straight for five seconds.
Mason focused on the opposite wall and racked his brain for a possible replacement. He could only think of the guards who had been with Kiera recently in America. Those four men needed a break. But it was only three and a half days. Three days now, if Mason could survive the rest of the evening and the night without grabbing Kiera and breaking a promise for the first time in his life. He might be a jokester, but he was a stand-up jokester. His integrity and morality meant everything to him. Over his long dating career, a few women had claimed he slept with them, and it had made him sick. He would never … not until he married Kiera.
Oh, my, curses! He couldn’t even think straight.
Guards for my replacement, guards for my replacement…
Lieutenant Jacob Islander. There. Finally, a name. Jacob was single, a decent skier. They’d have to commit Kiera to wait for Jacob on the slopes.
The problem was, Mason didn’t want any other man, especially the kind and darkly handsome lieutenant, pretending to be in a relationship with Kiera.
Mason’s gaze slid to Kiera again without his permission. Her blue eyes were open and fastened on him. She gave him the most alluring smile known to mankind. His heart raced out of control.
Nobody else could have this spot but him.
She moved against him, their arms and legs beautifully connected. His body seemed to tingle. What was that about? He didn’t tingle. He was a man, for crying out loud.
“Mason.” She said his name so alluringly. “Can I call you Mace?”
Mason drew in a quick breath, his heart racing out of control. “I like that,” he admitted. Like it? He loved it.
Kiera grinned. “Thank you … Mace.” She drew it out and made a simple nickname sound like a love sonnet.
Mason wanted to beg her to say it again and again. If he kissed her, would she say,Kiss me again, Mace?
He splashed his face with hot water, stinging his eyes with chlorine and scalding liquid. He blinked quickly.
Thankfully, Josiah and Sarah came out of the sauna and leaped into the cold plunge, laughing and screaming and having a jolly-good time. His sergeant and Kiera’s friend joined them in the hot pool a moment later, and everyone was in good spirits.
Mason played along. He said some funny lines. At least, everyone laughed after he opened his mouth and spewed something out. He couldn’t even remember what he’d said. He couldn’t peel his gaze from Kiera’s face. Her dark lashes looked thicker with a bit of moisture on them, and her blue eyes sparkled like the stars in the heavens.
She was heaven to him, and he … he was a sappy mess.
Kiera directed them all to the main pool ringed with comfortable lounging areas and chairs and floor to ceiling windows. The security of the hotel had promised the glass was bulletproof. Impenetrable. Mason scanned the area. Sergeant Mueller and Private Silva were both close at hand, monitoring everything, and he knew the hotel had four guards stationed outside, two guarding the entrances and two roving the exterior. Barring a catastrophic event or a bomb strategically placed and undiscovered, they were safe.
