Princess: Hmm, tempting.
What’re you doing? Besides avoiding me like it’s your job.
Princess: Like how you avoid seriousness with your jokes and smooth comments.
You think I’m smooth?
Princess: *eye roll*
*grabs neck, kisses you deeply*
Princess: If you’re lucky.
I’m always lucky.
Princess: And cocky.
Oh, I’m doing just fine in that department too, baby.
Princess: Mmhmm, I’m sure.
Come find out.
Princess: Okay. Are you sure you’re ready?
My heart races, and I sit up taller before realizing that she’s teasing me.
That’s not nice.
Princess: I’m sorry. :(
I forgive you. But you could come make it up to me.
Princess: Soon.
Now, what is distracting you from your overwhelming feelings for us today?
Princess: Work. I picked up an extra shift today, so I’m about to clock in soon.
Which is where exactly?
Princess: That’s a secret.
So many secrets.
Princess: It’s for the best, I promise.
I believe you.
Finny texts me that he and Elias are at the gate. I told them I’d meet them out there because I wanted to talk to Roy anywayabout how this girl has been slipping past security every time she meets with us. He said he was going to pull camera footage for me, but he still hasn’t followed up about it.
I throw on some sweats but opt out of a shirt, wanting to feel the warm sun on my skin for a minute, before heading downstairs and outside to meet the guys.
The sun greets me with a hug as I jog down the steps and make the quick run over to the security booth.
“Mr. Kensington,” Roy greets me. “I assume these hooligans are with you?” he teases, smiling.
I laugh. “Nope. Intruders. Call the police.”
