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She looks offended. “I’m not charity. I’m a human being. And a giant tip that facilitates a great vacation means more to me than you could ever know.”
“Stasi,” I growl, washing another dish. “Put that money away.”
“Are you embarrassed? I thought it was a pretty amazing coincidence, don’t you think? Almost like we were meant to meet each other again. It’s almost like we were meant…to be friends. Don’t you think?”
“Friends?”
“Sure.”
“Stasi, I’m not sure you’re aware of this, but I can’t be friends with you.”
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Stasi
His words are like a punch in the gut.
“You can’t be my friend?” I ask.
Sigurd’s hands are deep in the sudsy water. His eyes flick to my mouth.
“No.”
“Why not?”
Still, he won’t meet my eyes.
“Because …”
“Do I have something on my face?”
“What?” he asks, finally meeting my eyes. “No.”
But those eyes continue traveling, again pausing on my mouth.
His throat bobs.
On instinct, my tongue darts out to moisten my lips.
“Are you saying that we can’t be friends because you want to kiss me—”
My words cut off as the prince pivots toward me and closes the distance between us, his warm, soapy hands thrilling the skin of my abdomen.
His face is on mine, and our lips meet in a soft, short kiss.
Sigurd’s lips barely brush mine, yet everything tight in me loosens, and everything loose tightens.
My entire body heats by several degrees. The pounding of my heart is audible; I’m sure of it.
In that small moment, everything is still except for the tender bristle of his beard against my chin…his rough fingers holding my sides. The prince’s sensuous lips are chaste on mine, yet the kiss amplifies every filthy thought I have knocking around in my skull.
I don’t get enough of a sense of how good he kisses, but knowing how the Wild Prince attacks everything else in his life with intention and capability…Well, I can only imagine his carnal talents.
All I know is I want more. I need more. He woke up something thirsty inside me that only a Viking can quench.
Did I mention this kiss is short? Friend, it is disappointingly short.
He pulls back. “If that’s not ok, we can pretend that never happened.”
