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  Teegan felt relief at the answer that passed through his lips. What was she really thinking? Lying there with Cort after the passionate love they’d just made she knew that her feelings for him were real. She had never felt like this about anyone before and even though it sounded crazy she was in love with him. She wanted to be with him forever and she wished he would ask her to marry him.

  But was she ready for that life? Could she fathom becoming Queen of a country she barely knew? Did she want that kind of responsibility? She would have to leave everything she knew and loved behind. Her family, her friends, her job—all of that would stay in the States and she would start a brand new life here. Of course she would have the resources at her fingertips to do anything she wanted and have her family and friends visit her whenever they liked, but she would have duties and responsibilities that she could not begin to understand. Cort had lived his whole life as a member of the royal family; she would be a total outsider, an immigrant from another country even, and she would be stepping into a whole new world.

  She wanted to be with Cort more than anything, but she just wasn’t sure she could go through with it. She was afraid. She was afraid that she would fail in her duties, that she wasn’t strong enough to be that kind of a leader. It was all too much to think about, it was just too much to take in.

  She just needed more time. And time was something Cort did not have a lot of. Teegan tried to rest and breathe easy, enjoying the company of the man she loved, but there were now too many things weighing heavily on her mind. If he’d asked her right then to marry him she knew that she would have to say no.

  It was the right decision. If Cort decided that he wanted to be King badly enough to choose a bride and make that kind of a rush decision Teegan realized that she would say no and step back while he chose someone else. It was heartbreaking to think about this man she had fallen in love with being married to someone else, but there was far more at stake.

  “I just never knew that it would be so complicated,” Cort said. “I’ve known my whole life that one day when my father stepped down as King the duty would fall to me. I heard about this rule before now, but I never knew how firmly etched in stone it really was. I always figured it was just an old tradition and tradition can be swiftly changed. I can’t believe how wrong I was,” Cort said with a laugh.

  “If you’d known the whole time would it have changed your situation? Have you ever been in love before? Was there anyone special enough in your life that you thought could have been the one?” Teegan asked the question carefully, arranging the words in her mind to have just the right effect.

  Cort paused a moment. Was he trying to think of the right answer to not hurt her feelings? Or was he really thinking about the question?

  Finally he said, “No. There has been no one that I’ve ever loved like that. At least not until now.”

  Teegan felt like the air had just been sucked out of the room and she forgot how to take in a breath. What was he saying? Was he asking her the question now? Oh my God…

  The silence in the room was now deafening and getting awkward. Unless it was just all in her mind. She might have just been reading way too much into what Cort was saying to her, but she didn’t want to poke at it. She was willing to let his words hang heavy in the air and keep them from finding their mark.

  Teegan kissed him softly on the lips. As she started to pull back finishing the kiss Cort grabbed her tightly and pulled her close again, kissing her hard and deep. As the kiss ended he rested his forehead against hers and held her body close to his.

  “Wow, this feels amazing,” Cort said. “I’ve been looking forward to getting you back in my arms since the night we met.”

  Teegan smiled, feeling the warmth spreading over her body.

  “Me too,” she whispered.

  “I want to take you out to dinner tonight,” Cort said.

  “Really? You aren’t afraid the paparazzi will be everywhere? Or maybe you enjoy that more than you let on?” Teegan teased.

  Cort laughed. “I do sometimes, but tonight I just want us to have some alone time. The paparazzi might be around but the restaurant I’m taking you to won’t allow them to come in or bother us. Me and my family dine there often as well as a lot of celebrities. It will be fun.”

  “Ok,” Teegan said. “That sounds awesome.”

  “Great,” Cort replied.

  “I guess I should leave now,” Teegan said. “People are going to wonder why the yoga lesson is taking so long.”

  She started to get up and Cort pulled her back to him.

  “Let them wonder,” he said with a naughty smile.

  He quickly lifted Teegon back on top of him and entered her before she even realized what was happening.

  Her dripping wet core opened widely accepting his thickness with pleasure.

  It would be another forty-five minutes before she left.

  18

  Cort

  “How is the pasta?”

  Cort watched as Teegan twirled a large clump of the fettuccine around her fork and took a big bite. He had rarely seen a girl eat like she did. She had a very healthy appetite and she was not afraid to really chow down. It was pretty sexy. Most of the women he’d dated were always concerned with being totally prim and proper and afraid to touch much more than a salad. This was refreshing.

  “It’s wonderful,” Teegan said. She took a sip of her red wine.

  Noticing that her glass was almost empty Cort took the liberty of refilling it.

  Teegan laughed. “You aren’t trying to get me hammered are you?” Teegan asked.

  “Maybe,” Cort replied. “There is no sense letting perfect wine go to waste.”

  “Merlot is my favorite,” Teegan said.

  “Mine too. I’ve never cared much for white wine,” Cort said.

  Teegan nodded in agreement. “Yeah, it feels like it’s missing that extra something.”

  Cort glanced around the restaurant. It was nice and quiet tonight, but busy enough to keep things interesting. The paparazzi had been just as wild as he’d expected when he arrived at the restaurant after picking up Teegan at her hotel. He hoped the vultures didn’t start stalking her there, but it was probably unavoidable. Besides he figured she’d never really had the star treatment before and she might take a bit of a shine to it.

  Plus he had something special planned tonight and he doubted Teegan would be sleeping in her hotel anyway. If all went well anyway.

  He’d been wrestling with a decision all day long, ever since the amazing afternoon he’d spent with Teegan in the gym. The lovemaking, just being together, and the conversation that just flowed so perfectly between them—it was all magical. That was the only word he could really use to describe it. It was beautiful.

  He’d hinted at his plans when they were together. She was asking him about his past love and how he felt about her and his situation. He had to give her credit that she was probing in a very roundabout way. The woman was so wicked smart. That was one of the things he loved most about her.

  Now that he thought about it he knew that he was going to ask Teegan to be his wife the moment he saw her standing in the gym. There was no other way about it; he loved her. He knew that his feelings or this realization had nothing to do with the stipulation he was facing if he wanted to secede his father and become King. That would be an added bonus of course, but he wanted to marry Teegan either way.

  He was nervous as hell about what she would say. What would she think? It was pretty obvious that she would wonder how he really felt and if he was asking her to marry him just because he wanted to become King. He would have to convince her that his love for her was real and he had no other ulterior motives whatsoever. He just wanted to be with her. He would give up everything to be with her if that was what it took to convince her.

  If he had to he would renounce his family and stop being Prince.

  “I have to admit that this is the fanciest meal I’ve ever had,” Teegan said.

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nbsp; “Really? Well, I think you should get used to it,” Cort replied with a smile.

  Teegan blushed. “Oh, I’m sure you will be tired of me soon enough,” she teased.

  “That’s impossible,” Cort said. Teegan locked eyes with him and he hoped she could tell that he was dead serious about that.

  “What was it like dating as a teenager for you? I mean I imagine it must have been hard being with people your own age then. Did you go to regular school?”

  “I did,” Cort said. “I didn’t have to. I could have just worked with tutors, but I wanted to experience a normal childhood. And for the most part I did. I mean, when you are six years old your peers don’t care that you are Prince. They don’t really even get what that means. And by the time they did understand I was just one of them so it wasn’t really weird.”

  “That’s awesome,” Teegan said.

  “Yeah, it was difficult though because the hours of a regular school day cut into my other training. When I was old enough I basically had to start sitting in on meetings and learning about what it means to be Prince and what my duties would one day be. But I still think I made the right decision.”

  “Wow, I can’t even begin to imagine what that must have been like.”

  Cort smiled and took a bite of his steak. It was cooked to perfection.

  He glanced over at Teegan and watched her eating her pasta. She dribbled a bit on her chin. Before she could wipe it off with her napkin Cort swiped it with his finger and tasted it, bringing it up to his mouth slowly.

  “That’s delicious,” he said.

  “I know, right?” Teegan replied.

  “I meant you.”

  Teegan smiled. “Ah, that is smooth.”

  “I know,” Cort agreed. “I have skills.”

  “I have a few sexy moves too,” Teegan said. She had a naughty look in her eye that was turning him on like crazy.

  And suddenly her foot was on his crotch, pushing gently against his groin feeding his growing erection.

  He inhaled slowly allowing the sensation to move through him, trying not to draw attention to himself even while he wanted to release a pent up moan. She’d taken her shoe off and it was now just her toes moving up and down his shaft, pressing just firm enough against his sack. Teegan was giggling as quietly as she could, but she was massively enjoying herself.

  “Well, this is not fair,” Cort said with a smile.

  “Oh, this is not a game baby,” Teegan said.

  Baby. Oh, that sounded so sexy when she called him that, those syllables floating off her beautiful lips. He loved the affection behind it.

  It had been so long since someone had called him that and meant it.

  He moved his pelvis forward slightly increasing the pressure. It felt so good to have her small, dainty toes wiggling against his growing hardness. And added to that she was now licking her lips discreetly but all the while seductive and giving him the “hump me” eyes.

  Cort wondered if he could get away with the same. He casually slipped his shoe off and glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention to him. You never knew when some paparazzo was disguised as a waiter just to take some indiscriminate pictures of the Prince being a messy eater. He didn’t notice anyone but if they were there they were going to get more than they bargained for tonight.

  He slid his foot swiftly up Teegan’s legs and right under her skirt. The look of shock on her face was priceless, especially the moment his toes pressed against her sweet mound. He could feel a bit of moisture after a few moments of his toes doing some wiggling through his sock and her panties. He was so hard now he could have done pull ups with his prong.

  It was ready to go. And Teegan could tell.

  “Wow, now who is not playing by the rules,” Teegan said.

  “I think we are inventing the game as we go along,” Cort replied.

  His foot was working its way harder against her, feeding her lust. He could see the desire growing wild in her beautiful eyes.

  Then she pulled a game changer.

  Teegan carefully reached under the table. He wasn’t sure what she was up to until he felt her panties sliding past his toes and moving down her thighs. With the pressure he had placed on his foot his sock covered toes were now sliding into the sweet, succulent wetness between her smooth, sexy thighs.

  Teegan inhaled deeply, her face showing the expression of a woman who was being turned on past the point of no return. He was going to satisfy that lust soon; she didn’t have to worry about that. But he was going to play around and have some fun first.

  She was now moving against his foot, placing her body just so his largest toes would enter her at just the right spot. At the same time she was pushing against his rock hard growth and he felt that he might blow at any moment, but he didn’t want to finish yet. He did not want to finish here.

  “Wow, this is different,” Cort said.

  Teegan smiled widely. “Oh, you can’t tell me this is the first time you’ve done this…” she moaned.

  Her voice was just above a fry. It was low, growling, and seductive.

  “Not to this level,” he said. “You are truly a master of the game.”

  Suddenly a new sensation was arising in his crotch. It took him a moment to realize that she now had both feet wrapped around his engorged flesh and she was moving her feet slowly up and down effectively cupping around him and manipulating him to climax.

  He was going to blow. There was no way he could hold it.

  The climax swept over him with an awesome wave of tension and pressure buildup that released into his boxer shorts and stuck the fabric to his rod as he tried to keep his voice down and the grown inside.

  A moment after his sweet release the waiter came and asked him if there was anything else he could do for them.

  “No. I believe just the check will do,” Cort replied.

  Teegan laughed as the waiter walked away. Cort was trying to continue his foot assault on Teegan’s privates but with the climax he’d lost some control of his faculties for the time being.

  “Oh, I am going to get you baby,” Cort said.

  Teegan giggled.

  And he did get her. They’d barely entered his living room before he had her naked and bent over in front of him, his rock hard flesh pile driving deeply into her exquisite body. This time she screamed as loudly in total pleasure.

  She came twice before he did again.

  19

  Teegan

  She was awake.

  What time was it? She blinked her eyes to block out the glare from the large alarm clock Cort kept by his bed. The digital read out read 4:45 am. It was still dark outside. She had been asleep for about five hours, but she’d tossed and turned the entire time. Had she even been asleep? She must have because the time passed too quickly.

  Teegan was worried. She felt as if she was almost on the verge of panic. The confusion was setting in. An overwhelming feeling of doom was gripping her as if some invisible boogie man had taken control of her body and her mind. What was happening to her?

  She’d had a beautiful evening with Cort. The flirtations under the table had been perfect. The food, the wine, the music—it had all been like something out of the most romantic old movie. She felt like Sophia Loren or some kind of Hollywood royalty.

  But something was wrong. She had to leave. She didn’t know why exactly but this was becoming all too real for her. It wasn’t right. She knew that Cort loved her just as much as she loved him. And it was love. There was no mistake about it. The love she had for Cort bordered on total worship. It was breaking her heart to even think about not being near him, to believe that there could be a world where she was not being touched by him, but she knew it was the right thing to do.

  She had to leave. She could not become Queen of a nation she did not really know anything about. And she could not fall in love and rearrange her whole life for a man she’d known barely a week. She had to go home. It was time for her to get back to her life and f
orget that Cort Monreau even existed, no matter how difficult that was going to be. She couldn’t think about it; she couldn’t rationalize it. If she did that she was going to talk herself out of it because her heart would be doing all of the talking and when that happened she ended up in trouble. She just had to leave and she had to do it quietly without any real thought.

  Teegan slipped out of the bed in the dark. She grabbed her phone off the nightstand and turned on the flashlight. Carefully shielding the light from Cort’s eyes she cast it downward with her hand as she looked for her clothes. She found them folded up on the floor. For the life of her she couldn’t even remember how she had wound up in bed, let alone how her clothes had all ended up here in the bedroom in a neat little pile.

  She was completely nude and the rush of the air conditioning chilled her bones quickly. Teegan grabbed her panties, then her bra. She put both on hastily, being as quiet as she could. If Cort woke up he would talk her into staying and it wouldn’t have taken much convincing. She loved him so much.

  What was she doing? This wasn’t right, was it? Tears stung her eyes as she struggled with her feelings and finished getting dressed. She didn’t know what she was doing. For the first time in her life she had no idea who she was or what she was doing. But she knew that she had to get out of here and she had to go home. She would feel much better when she got out of this fairy tale world she’d somehow stepped into.

  Teegan put her shoes on and slipped out of the bedroom quickly. Somehow she remembered the way down the hall and the stairs, and past the guards standing just outside the door of the castle. It blew her mind how something could look like a castle outside but a regular palatial mansion inside. The guards barely glanced at her as she said goodbye. Maybe this was not such a different thing to have a girl leaving the palace in the middle of the night?

  She called a taxi and rode back to her hotel. Teegan quickly packed her things and took a cab to the airport where she traded her tickets in for an earlier flight. Luckily she only had to wait three hours before a flight to San Diego boarded. She was ready to go home.