Highness.”
“ No, he did,” Vlad
answered. It was the first thing he said the entire
meal.
Hans smirked at Tia. “That’s your
title the moment you marry His Royal Highness here.” He made it
sound like marrying Aleksi was equivalent to Ebola
exposure.
Aleksi growled. “She is not breaking
up with me to marry you, Hans.”
“ I think you should
give her that
option.” Hans stood his ground.
“ Want me to kill him?”
Vlad wiped his mouth as he stared Hans down.
Hans’ eyes widened. “Hey, you can’t do
that.”
“ Yes I can. If my prince commands me
to.”
Aleksi turned a nasty
smirk on Hans. “I do believe that bears thinking about. Hans gone
from my life. No longer flirting with my fiancée. No longer trying
to steal my
fiancée.”
“ Hans, run.” She used her
most dictatorial tone.
He didn’t wait for her to finish the
statement but took off.
She glared at the two gloating men
across the table. “You two should be ashamed of
yourselves.”
“ He keeps trying to steal
Tia.”
“ Stop whining, Aleksi. Tia
doesn’t have eyes for anyone except you. You know that.” She
scoffed before turning to her whatever-Vlad-was-to-her. “As for
you, you are not killing anyone while we’re trying to enjoy a civil
lunch.”
“ Did someone just turn
Helena into the princess?” Aleksi turned into the picture of
innocence.
Tia eyed him with amusement over her
coffee mug. “You better be careful. Helena knows a lot about
you.”
“ I’ll just sic Vlad on
her.” He rubbed his thumb and forefinger on either side of his
chin.
She turned her own quite interested
eyes on Vlad. “That’s fine by me.” She blew Vlad a kiss. “He has
much better chances of survival than you do.”
Vlad’s eyes morphed from warm
amusement to hot interest. Her body did that whole bone melting
thing. He needed to be declared illegal. No man should provide such
masculine perfection in one gorgeous, enticing package. It was a
crime against womankind.
“ This is just a guess
here, but I think we lost them.” Tia leaned forward to flirt with
Aleksi.
“ It’s okay, they’re still
young.” Aleksi might have leaned forward to kiss Tia, but she
didn’t have enough available gray matter to confirm
that.
Drowning in Vlad’s dark,
nearly black eyes was far more interesting to her. The man was
so… incredible, magnificent,
delicious…
One of them, and she wasn’t certain
which one started it, rose from the table, the other quickly
following. The remains of their lunch left without a thought.
Instead, Vlad grabbed her hand and hauled her out of the room. She
offered no protest whatsoever.
“ It’s nice to know Vlad
has one weakness.” Aleksi said this from far away. But really, she
couldn’t be expected to comprehend anything when Vlad was around.
It was asking far too much.
With the stealth she associated with
Vlad, he located a small, deserted sitting room. Tugging her inside
he quickly shut the door and locked it before turning to her with
burning eyes. Hers could melt a Bunsen burner at least. She met his
passion with her own, kissing him with every pent up frustration
the man had left smoldering within her all these years.
The kiss ended because they needed to
breathe.
“ Why are you looking at me
like that?” Vlad tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.
“ How am I looking at
you?”
“ Like you don’t quite
believe I’m here.” He tugged her closer, warming her, fitting her
curves like he had been made to do so.
If there was ever a man made for her,
here he was.
Yet also lurking in the back of her
mind was the knowledge that she didn’t know anything about him.
Nothing pertinent anyway. She knew his family, knew which school he
had attended, but she didn’t know what he did for a living or
anything about his training.
She didn’t even know what his favorite
food was, or color, or song.
Did he even like music?
“ See, that look is making
me nervous.” He teased her and those strands of
“ No, he did,” Vlad
answered. It was the first thing he said the entire
meal.
Hans smirked at Tia. “That’s your
title the moment you marry His Royal Highness here.” He made it
sound like marrying Aleksi was equivalent to Ebola
exposure.
Aleksi growled. “She is not breaking
up with me to marry you, Hans.”
“ I think you should
give her that
option.” Hans stood his ground.
“ Want me to kill him?”
Vlad wiped his mouth as he stared Hans down.
Hans’ eyes widened. “Hey, you can’t do
that.”
“ Yes I can. If my prince commands me
to.”
Aleksi turned a nasty
smirk on Hans. “I do believe that bears thinking about. Hans gone
from my life. No longer flirting with my fiancée. No longer trying
to steal my
fiancée.”
“ Hans, run.” She used her
most dictatorial tone.
He didn’t wait for her to finish the
statement but took off.
She glared at the two gloating men
across the table. “You two should be ashamed of
yourselves.”
“ He keeps trying to steal
Tia.”
“ Stop whining, Aleksi. Tia
doesn’t have eyes for anyone except you. You know that.” She
scoffed before turning to her whatever-Vlad-was-to-her. “As for
you, you are not killing anyone while we’re trying to enjoy a civil
lunch.”
“ Did someone just turn
Helena into the princess?” Aleksi turned into the picture of
innocence.
Tia eyed him with amusement over her
coffee mug. “You better be careful. Helena knows a lot about
you.”
“ I’ll just sic Vlad on
her.” He rubbed his thumb and forefinger on either side of his
chin.
She turned her own quite interested
eyes on Vlad. “That’s fine by me.” She blew Vlad a kiss. “He has
much better chances of survival than you do.”
Vlad’s eyes morphed from warm
amusement to hot interest. Her body did that whole bone melting
thing. He needed to be declared illegal. No man should provide such
masculine perfection in one gorgeous, enticing package. It was a
crime against womankind.
“ This is just a guess
here, but I think we lost them.” Tia leaned forward to flirt with
Aleksi.
“ It’s okay, they’re still
young.” Aleksi might have leaned forward to kiss Tia, but she
didn’t have enough available gray matter to confirm
that.
Drowning in Vlad’s dark,
nearly black eyes was far more interesting to her. The man was
so… incredible, magnificent,
delicious…
One of them, and she wasn’t certain
which one started it, rose from the table, the other quickly
following. The remains of their lunch left without a thought.
Instead, Vlad grabbed her hand and hauled her out of the room. She
offered no protest whatsoever.
“ It’s nice to know Vlad
has one weakness.” Aleksi said this from far away. But really, she
couldn’t be expected to comprehend anything when Vlad was around.
It was asking far too much.
With the stealth she associated with
Vlad, he located a small, deserted sitting room. Tugging her inside
he quickly shut the door and locked it before turning to her with
burning eyes. Hers could melt a Bunsen burner at least. She met his
passion with her own, kissing him with every pent up frustration
the man had left smoldering within her all these years.
The kiss ended because they needed to
breathe.
“ Why are you looking at me
like that?” Vlad tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.
“ How am I looking at
you?”
“ Like you don’t quite
believe I’m here.” He tugged her closer, warming her, fitting her
curves like he had been made to do so.
If there was ever a man made for her,
here he was.
Yet also lurking in the back of her
mind was the knowledge that she didn’t know anything about him.
Nothing pertinent anyway. She knew his family, knew which school he
had attended, but she didn’t know what he did for a living or
anything about his training.
She didn’t even know what his favorite
food was, or color, or song.
Did he even like music?
“ See, that look is making
me nervous.” He teased her and those strands of
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