Page 109 of In Love with a Ruthless Man

Her eyes went wide, and then she couldn’t stop herself, saying eagerly, “Tell me.”

He winced. “And now I’m wishing I hadn’t said anything at all.”

“Tell me, tell me, tell me—-” The prince stopped the rush of words with a finger on her lips.

But then her puppy brown eyes flew to his, and it was almost like he could hear the same words coming from her.

Tell me, tell me, tell me.

Ah.

She won, he lost, and taking his finger off her mouth, the prince said with a sigh, “I’ll probably miss you a thousand times more,parthena mou.When you’re not with me,” the prince muttered, “I’m thinking of you, and when you’rewithme, I still end up thinking of you—-” He broke off.

Fawn gazed at him searchingly—-

And then she saw it.

Fawn gasped.“Are you blushing?”

The prince glared at her. “No.”But fuck it, he knew he was.

Fawn was still staring at him.

The prince wanted to strangle her.

Fawn opened her mouth.

The prince said coldly, “Don’teven think of it—-”

“If you’re not blushing—-”

“Do you want to die?”

“—-then why are your cheeksred?”

FUCK.

Fawn rubbed her eyes once, twice, thrice, but oh! It was really happening.

A darker shade of red was staining the prince’s high-boned cheeks, and she blurted out, “You’re so cute, too—-”

The prince suddenly pinched her cheeks hard. “Shut up.”

“Woway.” That meantokay, and she really was okay with shutting up, but oh, what she couldn’t do was stop herself from grinning.

The prince would miss her a thousand times more!

The prince thought of her when he wasn’t with her!

The prince—-

Made her happy.

Her entire body sagged at the realization.

The prince made her happy.

She stared at him with eyes made blank by all the memories rushing to her mind.

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