Page 7 of Snow's Charming
My inner goddess started swearing and swooning all at once, making me think about him naked. Excitement pooled where it shouldn’t—I only had a half week’s worth of panties, after all. Great. I hope they have a washer and dryer because I’ll have to do the laundry tonight. I let out a breath that was half about his searing heated touch and half about my situation and started placing some distance between us. There was no fucking way in hell I was going to do anything in my thoughts. One, I can’t. I hardly know the guy. And two, since he and I are technically living together in this enormous complex, making out with him would be out of the question.
“Slow down, lover boy! Let me ask a couple ofquestions after the formal intro we just had before you put your hands on me—okay?”
Honestly, I didn’t understand where my smart mouth came from. For the past decade, I agreed with everything Jackie said if it allowed me to avoid a beating.
He instantly put a half an inch distance from me. I sucked in a breath, surprised at his response to my request.
“I’m sorry, princess. I’m sure you have a lot of questions.”
I locked my eyes on him. It was the third time he called me princess, and I needed to know why he was calling me the same term of endearment as my dad—especially when I’d never meant Sylus before. All of this was getting a little too freaky!
“Why are you calling me princess?”
He smiled this time. The smile reached his eyes and brightened them.
“Because you are my princess.”
“You keep saying that—why do you keep calling me what my father did? I don’t understand!”
His jaw locked in place momentarily, and then his lips thinned.
FUCK! At this rate, I’ll never know what’s going on.
Dad was always tight-lipped with me growing up, but I didn’t think it was this bad. Was he involved in the mob? The mob gangsters always seemed to call the daughters princesses in those sorts of movies—right?
“Look, Sesi? I don’t know how else to say this but to ask you if you believe in fairytales—the supernatural ones specifically.”
I sucked in some air and let out a breath. I did not expect the conversation to go here. Was he diverting like his father? No. If he was going to do that, he wouldn’t have insisted on talking to me alone. Ugh! I’m so confused.
“Um…I believe ghosts exist. I think all the ghost chaser reality TV shows for the past couple of decades are proof of ghosts—sure.”
What else was I supposed to say to the sexy Adonis who was now giving me a shit-eating grin after my response?
“So you believe in the supernatural? Because this would make this convo a fuckload easier if you do!”
I sucked in a breath as his hand rested on my shoulder. Heat pooled within me and rushed straight to my lower belly once more. It was like a kindling fire I’d seen Dad make so many times in the fireplace after our Sunday night dinners radiating within me. Without a second thought, I inched closer to Sylus.
What the fuck was going on with me? Sure, he was sexy, but I was barely 21. Dad always told me to hold out for my true love. And for my entire dating life so far, I’d done just that.
So why was my brain turning to mush right now? Why was I so into this guy? I never had this feeling with anyone my stepmonster forced on me for all the parties for Dad’s company. Why sheasked me to date a bunch of asses with octopus hands, I didn’t know. But I would be damned if I let Sylus grope me. Not happening. Nope. I can’t get close to him because he’s probably like all the others. You give them an inch and they want you to go the mile.
I frowned as those thoughts plagued my mind, and without realizing it, I stepped further away from him.
I gasped as he dropped to his knees before me.
“What do you think you are doing?”
The words were only a whisper from my mouth.
“I’m sorry, my princess! I did not mean to disrespect you!”
“What the damned fuck are you talking about?”
I’d now had it! This guy was making me have all the feels but wasn’t telling me a thing and my patience was gone for the night.
“Are you going to tell me what’s going on or what?”
“Sesi, let me start with the easier part first. You are my betrothed, my princess, my queen, and Luna! You inherited not only an inn for revenue but—and this is the harder part—you inherited a wolf pack complex. It’s your destiny to be my Luna, my Queen, my everything.”
