The Prince's Triplet Baby Surprise
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I scowled at him.
He’s going to make me say it out loud.
Embarrassment coated my cheeks with heat. I took a bracing gulp of champagne. “You kissed me,” I stated finally. “And everyone saw.”
“Yes, that happened, also,” Kasper said coolly, brushing back an unruly lock of blond hair that was attempting to migrate onto his forehead.
I gaped at him, unsure of what to say. Eventually, cringing, I asked, “Why?”
“Though the lights were off, there were still countless sources of illumination at hand,” he explained. “Hence us being spotted.”
“Kasper!” I gritted my teeth. “Please don’t mess around with me.”
He plucked my champagne glass from my hand then placed it down with his by the cooler. He turned, his eyes boring down into mine. I felt glued to the spot by his gaze.
“I kissed you,” he said, his voice like caramel, “because I wanted to. Just like I want to kiss you right now.” His hands gripped my waist, pulling me up off the seat and into his lap.
I gasped, but was silenced by his mouth pressing down against mine. I closed my eyes, and I was lost.
Nobody had ever kissed me like that, with such passion yet such gentleness. His lips moved deftly, but his hands were light on the side of my face. My scalp tingled with bliss, and I sighed against Kasper’s mouth.
He broke off, but stayed close enough that his lips brushed mine when he spoke. “Would you like to come back with me tonight?”
I blinked, stunned. “I can’t,” I replied. “I…”
I struggled to think of an excuse. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to go back with him—God, did I want to go—it’s just that it was all happening so fast. I’d had a crush on Kasper for going on a year now, but I’d only known him for a few hours when it came down to it. And I was scared.
“You don’t need to give me a reason,” Kasper murmured. “It’s okay.”
My heart warmed at that. “Thank you.”
He smiled. “Thank you for being my date.”
The car dropped me off at my apartment building, and I felt like Cinderella stumbling home from the ball after losing her shoe.
As the glitter turned back to dust, I wondered again if I’d slipped into some sort of delusion. But I still had both my shoes on and was still wearing a fancy dress, so that meant one thing:
Prince Kasper of Holland had just kissed me. Twice. And it was the best feeling in the world.
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Other books by Lara Hunter:
The Sheikh’s Captive Love
The Sheikh’s Green Card Bride
Auctioned To The Sheikh
I Want You For Christmas: The Prince’s Lost Princess
The Billionaire’s Christmas Bride
The Sheikh’s Tempted Protectress
The Brazilian Billionaire’s Blackmail Bargain