Don’t say a word.
Forget the kiss ever happened.
Being curious was not a smart idea in this situation, even if she wanted to know if he’d felt something, too.
No matter what he felt or didn’t feel, nothing more would happen.
He was Sophie’s brother and the crown prince, and he didn’t like her.
Kat was an American in town for only one more week and not interested in a one-sided romance. Or a fling.
Best to put this behind her and move on.
As he drove toward the guardhouse, the gates opened. A uniformed guard saluted, and Gill returned the gesture.
He parked. “We’re home.”
His home. Not hers.
She had a good job, but home was a far-off concept that wouldn’t happen until her student loan payments didn’t take up such a big chunk of her budget.
“Thanks again. For today.” The words sounded disjointed. The way she felt. She pressed her lips together to keep from saying anything else.
He opened his car door. “All that shopping made me hungry. I may have to eat my candy cane before dinner.”
His words charmed her. “I won’t tell.”
She got out of the car.
He did, too, removed her purchases from the truck, and handed her the bags.
Kat reached into one of them, pulled out a smaller bag, and gave it to him. “This is for you.”
He stared at the bag with a perplexed expression. “Today was to thank you for taking such good care of Max.”
Max, not Maximillian. She wriggled her toes. “Now it’s my turn to show my gratitude for you taking me out today.”
She’d made the purchase when he’d been talking to a person at another booth. An impulse buy. She’d bought two. One for each of them. A way to remember the day.
Although, she doubted she would forget. Especially after the kiss.
Gill looked inside. “Lots of tissue paper.”
Kat wet her lips. The gift had been inexpensive and was kind of silly, but she wanted to do something after the effort he’d put out for her.
He pulled out the snow globe with a dog, snowman, and Christmas tree inside. His eyes widened. “That looks like Max. I mean, Maximillian.”
“I thought so, too. Except the dog is more brown than orange.”
Gill turned the knob on the bottom.
The songWe Wish You a Merry Christmasplayed.
His mouth opened. “The children sang that song.”
She nodded. “A nice reminder of today.”
“A wonderful one.” He stared at the snow globe. “You didn’t have to do this.”
