The Prince’s Bride Part 2
Goodreads / Amazon / iBooks / Kobo -- EXCERPT: “Is there wine?” he asked, stepping in farther. And that was when the words came back to me. “We haven’t seen each other in months, and the first thing you ask me about is wine?” I couldn’t believe it. “You’re right. That was rude,” he said gently, walking up to me. “Being rude isn’t the point, Gale. How could you—” “My first question should have been, how are you, Odette?” he whispered, placing his hand on my cheek, and it was like he had shocked me. Electricity flowed throughout my veins, and the hair on my arms stood up, so I had to step back away from his touch. “What do you think you are doing?” I snapped. ” “He dropped his hands, his gaze softening. “Can we save our argument for the morning? It has been a very long day, and I really need some sleep.” “What?” He didn’t answer me; instead, he took off his jacket and walked to the bedroom. “What are you doing?” I rushed to stand in front of him. “If you want to sleep, go back to your palace!” “My wife isn’t in the palace. She is here, and I can hardly let her spend her first night here alone, now can I?” he said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Like oh, of course, you shouldn’t look directly at the sun. “So, there is the wine.” He snickered and walked around me again into the bedroom, tossing his coat onto the ottoman at the end of the bed, grabbing my unfinished glass to drink from it. “Gale!” “Hmm?” He looked at me, still drinking. He—I—What was he doing right now? Breathe, Odette. Breathe. “Gale, you cannot just break into my bedroom, demand to sleep, and drink my wine like nothing has happened—like we don’t need to talk.”
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Sue G.
11/29/2020 07:06:52 pm
This sounds really good!
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