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My face is on fire. “You looked through my underwear?”
“I happened upon them while I was looking for your identification,” the Prince responds, touching his finger to my cheek. His thumb drifts over my chin as he tilts my head up to look at him.
Why does he have to be so big? So strong? So freaking beautiful?
“Good night, Rowan.” The Prince says my name in a way that makes everything too sensitive. My clothing prickles against my skin. My underwear rubs every sensitive part of me. A stray piece of hair tickles my neck.
Again. I want it again. Say my name, please. Whisper it like it means something to you.
I blink my eyes closed, taking a moment to contain myself.
The Prince drops my chin and walks out without looking back.
