Page 8 of His Impossible Heir

“You can give your coat to the waiter, Amanda. He’ll store it for later.”

Amanda looked up, realized that Emma was speaking to her.

Take off her coat? No, that wasn’t going to happen! Not with this handsome stranger standing so close! She was…well, the cut of the green dress! It was so low! So revealing!

“Amanda?” Emma prompted.

Amanda blinked and swallowed hard before she turned to the waiting hotel employee. “My coat?” she repeated, her fingers gripping the knot on her belt. Suddenly, she wanted to wear the ugly coat for the rest of the night!

Emma gestured to the waiting hotel staff member, her head tilting slightly. “Yes, just…give him your coat. He’ll keep it safe.” Emma was watching Amanda curiously, a suspicion hovering in the back of her mind. In the end, there was nothing she could do but hand over the coat.

Daniesh couldn’t believe how beautiful Amanda Thomas was. She was beyond stunning with her shining dark hair, sparkling green eyes and beautiful, alabaster skin. There was a slight tinge of pink to her soft, petal-like cheeks. Who was she? Amanda Thomas, he thought, saying her name over again in his mind. Amanda. The name suited her.

Quickly, he shrugged out of his coat and handed it to the hotel staff member, then waited while Emma released the elaborate buttons on her velvet cape. Turning, Daniesh stepped behind Amanda, ready to take her coat and hand it over before they moved into the reception. But the beautiful woman was clutching at the coat as if it were a shield. Odd, but his hands were still itching to touch her, to feel her slender shoulders.

She was absolutely incredible, he thought. He wondered why she was hesitating about taking off her coat until…!

Rayed and Emma didn’t hear the sharp intake of his breath, but Amanda did. She glanced at him over her shoulder and Daniesh quickly schooled his features into something more polite and less…aroused!

The miserable trench coat dropped away to reveal the soft swells of the most magnificent breasts Daniesh had ever seen. The strapless green dress pushed those lovely mounds high, making his mouth water for just a taste.

Somehow, he managed to pull himself together and stepped back, handing the coat to the waiter who quickly vanished with it.

“May I escort you into the reception, Ms. Thomas?” he asked, offering his elbow.

She blushed and he was enchanted. He couldn’t help but watch as the pink flowed down her throat and kept going to her breasts. Somehow he managed to rip his fascinated gaze away and look up…his breath caught all over again. Her emerald green eyes were even more appealing than her breasts. The corners of her eyes tipped up ever so slightly, making him think of a purring kitten. Amanda Thomas was…extraordinary.

“I don’t really know how to…dothese kinds of events,” she whispered nervously to him.

He smiled, delighted at such a golden opportunity. “You put your hand right here,” he explained patiently, taking her hand and tucking it into his elbow. “And I get the honor of escorting you around tonight.” He leaned in and added, “The only other advice I can offer is to smile and nod as if you know and care about what someone is saying to you. If they think you don’t agree, or worse, don’t understand, then they will keep talking in an effort to help you understand and convince you to agree with them.”

She laughed and he was delighted. Her laugh was light and melodic, plus, her breasts bounced appealingly with every step she took. “That sounds absolutely miserable.”

He lowered his head as they moved through the kitchen, keeping his voice low, as if saying something top secret. “These things usually are.”

She smiled up at him, those sparkling green eyes making his heart skip a beat.

Someone, perhaps a hotel employee, opened the doors, revealing the lobby filled with guests, and he looked around. He didn’t notice the glittering chandeliers or the crowd applauding as Crown Prince Rayed made his appearance. His whole focus was on the slender beauty clinging to his arm.

She took a breath, pasting a smile on her gorgeous features. “The rest of the world thinks this is what a very glamorous life is like. Are you trying to tell me you don’t appreciate all of the glittering beauties?”

He didn’t even look around. The only beauty he wanted to get to know was the lovely Amanda. “Everyone here has a schtick,” he explained. “Everyone wants to see or be seen with the most important person in the room.”

Those lovely green eyes lifted, watching him. “And who would be the most important person in the room?” she whispered as they walked through the lobby. Immediately, the paparazzi started yelling, lights flashing as cameras clicked about a gazillion photographs.

“Just hold onto me and I’ll get you through tonight unscathed,” he promised, patting her hand reassuringly.

“Can you give us a synopsis of your speech, Your Highness?” one called out.

“Will you donate the prize money?” another yelled.

“The report you published is already…” There were more questions, but the man guiding her into the dining room ignored the crush of reporters. Unfortunately, there were even more cameras as soon as they stepped into the event room. The man paused and Amanda stood at his side, worried she looked as stunned and stupid as she felt.

Who exactlywasthis guy? And what prize had he won?

He turned toward her, his dark eyes amused. “You have absolutely no idea who I am, do you?”

Amanda blinked up at him. “You’re obviously very important, but other than that, no clue,” she admitted candidly.

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