Page 54 of Night's Fall
“We’ll have to discuss them,” he remarked.
I nodded stiltedly.
ThenIshook my head vehemently.
“We will,” he asserted.
Drat!
“Right,”Iforced out.
“I thought you knew.”
Royal protocol lessons.Gettingmy own detail.Thestrength of my feelings, the connection between us being so intense, my psyche formed a phantom beast to accompany me through its first moments.Oneof his close friends greeting me likeIwas his long-lost sister.
It is their due.
Because you’re mine.
I should have known.
“I didn’t know.Andno,I’mnot an idiot.Ijust didn’t…put it all together.”
“I don’t think you’re an idiot.”
“Are we going to have a midnight mass wedding?”Iasked.
He drew me closer so my breasts were in full contact with his chest.
Gods!
“That is the tradition, thoughI’dlike to strategize it with you.Guardour time together as we come to know one another.It’llgive me the opportunity to do whatIcan to help you understand what’s to come, and ease you into a public life, so the onslaught of the media won’t make you run very far away from me.”
He’d kissed my fingertips afterIshushed him with them.
It was our first date (or, arguably, second), butIwasn’t sure anything could make me run far away from him, even if he wasn’t my mate.
But he was.
PrinceAlekseiwas my mate!
How in any level of hells did this happen?
“So that mass will be some time from now,” he concluded.
“That’s…um, good.Nooffense,”Isaid the last quickly.
Another smile and, “Nonetaken.Ican imagine this is a lot to digest.”
“Mm-hmm,”Imumbled my understatement.
His smile turned into one of his devastating grins and he said, “You’llhave to design your own wedding gown.”
Oh my gods.
That devastating grin turned roguish. “ButI’llstate my preference now for what’s under it being akin to what you have pinned in that frame on your wall.”
He wanted sexy, vintage-style, lacy, practically see-through, corseted, be-ribboned underwear.
