Antonio stroked his chin. "Kristin, if it would make you happy, you and your friend, Renee, are welcome to join me in myprivatejet."
Renee nodded her head at her behind Antonio's shoulder, but left it up to her. She shifted from one bare foot to the other. If she saw his palace and enjoyed it there, would she ever want to leave? She was in danger of ignoring the “love” portion of that contract in her bag. She gazed at him again and her heart whispered to try. "Okay. Can we get ten minutestopack?"
Antonio stepped back so he could speak to both of them. "Sure, but remember the royal palace has everything you mightpossiblyneed."
Renee gave the thumbs up sign. "I'll be back in ten. I've never ridden in a private jet toEurope."
At least her best friend had been to Europe. Kristin hadn't ever left the southern portion of the UnitedStates.
Renee ran down the hall and out of view, and again she heard the door click. Antonio's presence overwhelmed her and she instantly fell under his spell. He reached over and touched her. "Kristin?" She looked up as he wrapped his arms around her. "I wanted to know if that kiss earlier today was my imagination playing trickswithme."
"Me too," she managed to say. Then his lips claimed hers and she felt like she was being lifted into heaven itself. The world faded away. Antonio could actually be hers because right now the only thought that floated in her mind was that she was his. Her heart had alreadydecided.
As he ended the kiss, he smiled and traced her lips with his thumb. "Definitely not myimagination."
At least they both agreed that between them, their kisses were explosive. The contract read cold, hard facts, but the man in her arms was hot. Right now she didn't need to decide anything else. They weregoing.
Chapter4
Kristin’sscuffed sneakers had seen better days, especially when compared to the plush thick blue carpet she walked on inside the jet. The small windows along the side were the only things in common with the flight she’d taken once from Miami to New Orleans. There were no rows of seats. Instead it seemed like a living room inthesky.
How could Prince Antonio think she fit into this world? At least he’d stayed and talked to the pilot, giving her this minute to adjust. If he saw how out of place she looked, he probably would reconsider his marriageproposal.
Renee looked around with a grin. Kristin whispered, "This jet is nicer than ourapartment."
"Shh." Renee dropped her purse next to a seat by a window. "If you marry the prince, he'll expect you to go in things like this allthetime."
Kristin's face felt hot. She shouldn't blush, so she looked at her shoes again which didn't help. "I'mnot..."
"I saw you kissing him," Renee interrupted and sat in the seat. “You both havechemistry.”
Kristin folded her hands together and closed her eyes. His lips on hers had been unexpectedly hot. She’d do that again, and possibly more. "I never knew a kiss could be sopotent."
Which was why she’d packed her one pair of never-used, sexy underwear that she’d bought on a whim last year, and also why she’d emailed her boss requesting time off. Even if she got fired, even if she didn’t marry Antonio, taking this leap into the unknown was worth thenerves.
Renee hit a button on the white leather seat and it whirred, then reclined flat like a bed. "Now that's intriguing. Here he comes,” she whispered. “I'll go to sleep in this pod. Good night,Kristin."
Without another word, Renee hit another button and fully encapsulated herself in her seat pod, which blocked her facefromview.
The carpets silenced Antonio’s steps, but she sensed him behind her. Goosebumps grew all over her in the hope that he touched her. "Your friend is going to sleepsosoon?"
"I guess." She inched away. If she didn't, she'd lean on him and at some point beg for more kisses. It wasn't good or sane, especially not near herfriend.
He took her hand and led her through more chairs to a kitchen area. "Well, let me give you the tour so you can choose where you want to spend the next few hours, though I recommend getting a good night’s sleep. We'll land in the morning time in Avce, with a full day aheadofus."
The stairs went up to a second floor. No flight she'd ever taken had two floors. "Take meupstairs?"
He nodded and walked with her. Once they made it to the next landing he said, "Up here is the lounge. This is for business meetings, reading,working..."
The door meant privacy. Finally. She took the contract out of her pocketbook, grabbed a pen, and then motioned for him to sit at one end of the rectangular boardroom table while she went to the other side. He stared at her and said, "Orthat."
She'd figure out why he’d asked her for marriage later, but first they needed to discuss the contract. She dropped into a leather seat. "Please close the door because there are a few things I’d like todiscuss."
"Sounds fair." He followed her directions. The door clicked closed and she knew no one might hear them. Her heart began to pump a littlefaster.
Once he was seated, his brown eyes with flecks of green caught her attention. Her slightly bent papers were now in both of her hands and she looked down. "Article 1,paragraph7."
He tilted his head and those magnificent shoulders of his made her ache to let him hold her. He stayed in his seat andasked, "Yes?"
