Page 182 of Taken Princess

Completely and utterly wrong.

As soon as I see in the box, I smile.

One thing I will give to Cullen - he loves my passion for music.

While that passion has taken a backseat recently, he has a way to remind me of it.

“What is that thing?” Maz asks.

“It’s not in the shape of a penis,” Birdie says.

“It’s a recorder,” I say.

“A, what?” Maz asks.

“It’s a recorder,” I say. “To record music. I’ve always wanted one of these. This is… I’m going to take this into the bedroom.”

“Are you sure it’s not a sex thing?” Birdie asks.

“It’s not a sex thing,” I say.

I go into the bedroom and sit on my bed.

Growing up I always wanted a recorder.

My dream had always been to sit in my room and record some songs and then have those songs somehow go viral. Then I’d get a music deal and become rich and famous.

I have the expensive guitar that Cullen gave me first.

Now I have the recorder.

There’s a note waiting for me too.

From Cullen.

Jaci -

Don’t go quiet on me now, love. I want to hear your voice. I want to feel your music. I want all of you. I know you feel the same about me too.

Love,

Cullen

The fact that he puts the wordlovethere… I’m gushing.

Blushing.

My body is warm.

I put the recorder on the bed and think about grabbing my guitar and testing it out.

I’m suddenly too anxious to do anything.

I leave the bedroom and leave the dorm.

As soon as I’m outside, I stand on the sidewalk and look around.

That’s when I see Archer.

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