Page 70 of Prince Charmless
No. Stop it.
“I’m not taking you to a foreign country for sex,” I tell her. “That would be weird.”
I don’t even think there’s time for sex. And sadly, joining the mile-high club isn’t as glamorous as it sounds.
As soon as I mention the S word her eyes get big, like she’s never heard it said aloud before. She’s adorable.
Melina swats my wrists away. I think I’m messing with her head. I think I’m messing with mine too. I don’t know why I can’t control myself around her. She’s definitely one of the more attractive people I’ve met, if not the most, but I’ve met attractive people without acting like my brother. There must be something more going on. Is this a bad idea? Who cares. I want to fuck around and find out.
“Can I text you the details?”
She blinks, one, two, three times.
“It’s a free vacation. Just do it. I owe you.”
“Okay.”
I think I had too much coffee this morning. I feel jittery all of a sudden.
“But I have some ground rules,” she adds.
“Youhave ground rules for the tripI’mtaking you on?”
Her eyelids lower.
“Shoot.”
“No more flirting. It’s unfair. I’d like to chalk up that kiss as a drunk mistake.”
The jitters stop. Is that what she’s worried about? “But what if it’s urgent?”
“How could flirting with me be urgent?”
“Like if I have to show you how I can tie a cherry stem with my tongue right then and there.”
“You’re fundamentally unavailable,” she states. “So there’s no point.”
Fundamentally unavailable?That’s a little harsh for her. I’m not sure what she means by that.
“And you have to make sure there are enough beds for both of us,” she adds.
“Why wouldn’t there be enough beds? Since when is that a problem people have?”
“I’ve read some books about the topic. Also, don’t forget to tell this cousin I’m coming beforehand. I’m not showing up somewhere uninvited.”
“I’ll tell her right now,” I say, pulling out my phone.
“Her?”
“That’s how cousins work, right? They can be ‘hers’.”
“I just thought I’d meet some bro-y cousin you’re fond of.”
“You are. Cassie is very bro-y.”
It takes her a couple of seconds to put two and two together. “Wait. Are we talking about Princess Cassandra? Isn’t she the one that—”
“Yes. And I wouldn’t call her that to her face, or she’ll kill you.”
