Page 86 of In Love with a Ruthless Man

“Sweegre,” she finished.

The prince stared at her.

She smiled brightly. “It means, umm—-”

Well, drat.

What other word could she use to replace ‘sweet’ when he really was nothing but sweet?

She said instead, “Anyway, it’s not English. It’s actually—-”

“Let me guess,” the prince interrupted drily. “German?”

Fawn let her eyes go wide. “How did you know?”

“A lucky guess, considering I’m fluent in German.”

“Ha!” The prince only looked at her, and her smile became uneasy. “Ha?” When the prince only raised a brow at her, obviously not joking, she said weakly, “Hahaha.” Oh my God, lamest laugh ever.

His lips twitched. “Never mind.” The prince pressed a kiss on her forehead. “Just keep speaking your version of German.”

“Hahaha.” The still-lame sound made her cringe inside. Dear God, someone give her short-term amnesia so she could forget the past five minutes.

Pulling away, the prince told her dulcetly, “You won’t forget your promise?”

Deciding to play it safe, she said dutifully, “No, prince.”

“If you need anything, text or call me.”

She almost told him he was being really sweet but caught herself in time. “Yes, prince.”

The prince suddenly frowned. “We should do something about that.”

She frowned back. “Do something about what?”

About the way you’re calling me,he thought.I want to hear you call me Reid—-

But if you tell her that, she’d ask why, and the reason behind it is embarrassing as hell.

I can lie about it.

Can you, really?

“Prince?”

FUCK.

He had been talking to himself, and it was all her fault. Her mental condition was obviously contagious.

Fawn blinked when the prince suddenly glared at her.What had she done?

“I think you should go now,” the prince muttered, “before I get more infected.”

As the prince opened the door for her, she protested, “But I’m not sick—-whoa.”

There was a new, red-and-black Mini parked on the driveway, and she couldn’t help shooting the prince a look of surprise. “New?” She was familiar with all of the prince’s cars since Igor sometimes had her assigned at the garage, but she had never seen this one in his stable.

“Yes.” The prince took her hand and led her to the driver’s side. “It’s yours.”

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