But obviously, that was not the case.
Allain turned his tablet toward me and carried on. “Youcan do that by signing here, and it will be filed, retroactive to the date of your seventeenth birthday, so they, or anyone who might dredge up the order, can be under no mistaken impression about how you regard them.”
“What’s going on?”Ifinally asked.
His dark brows formed a heavyVbetween his eyes, and he repeated, “What’sgoing on?”
“Yes.Whyare you here?Whyare you invading my privacy, physically and otherwise?”
TheVgot even heavier, but it was added to an expression on his face that did not hide he thoughtIwas a moron.
“Why?Obviouslybecause the prince intends to court you.”
What?
Whoa!
My mouth dropped open, and such was my shock,Ididn’t close it.
“Naturally, as that’s the case, you’d be vetted,”Allaincontinued.
The words were squeaky whenIasked, “Theprince intends to court me?”
Allain crossed his arms on his broad chest, still holding the tablet, and declared, “Hemade that clear last night.”
“He did not.”
“He most certainly did.”
“When?”
Now he appeared like he didn’t thinkIwas a moron, but instead, maybe touched.
“The moment you walked into the club.”
Oh my gods.
PrinceAlekseihad been staring at me from the momentIwalked in.
Shit, the heat coming off you is mately.
And he’d marked me!
I hadn’t even met the maleand he’d marked me!
My voice sounded choked whenInoted, “He’svery decisive.”
Allain uncrossed his arms from his chest and proffered his tablet to me again, muttering, “Getused to that.”
“I will assert the fact he did not make it clear he intended to court me,”Istated.
“He did.”
“Did not.”
“He very much did.”
“No, he did not!”Isnapped.