Page 13 of Reluctantly Royal


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“Do hotel rooms count as a home?”

Hannah laughed softly. “Yes. Unfortunately, I think they do. But I hadfun tonight.”

“Are you still willing to show us the sights, or was that a line?”

“I am. But given the way Rachel is wanting to get out of here, I’m thinking she and Dimitri had a falling out or something, so it might just be the two of us.”

Which would make it awkward when Dimitri showed up on our date.Merde,I never should’ve left him alone. But screw it, I’d figure something out.

“Here,give me your number.” I fumbled in my pockets for the American mobile phone my security team had given me before we left the hotel. I typed Hannah’s number into my contacts and called it so she would have my phone number as well. Because I had no idea what my number was.

“Are you free tomorrow?” Hannah asked as she held up a finger at Rachel, silently asking for a moment.

“Tomorrow Friday ortomorrow Saturday?” Since it was almost one a.m., it was a confusing question. Not that my answer would be any different.

Hannah laughed. “Tomorrow Friday.”

“I can do tomorrow Friday.” No matter what my entourage said.

“Great. I’ll text you the time and address to meet up.”

“Wouldn’t you rather I picked you up? One car. Less hassle.”

“Dating one-oh-one, meet at a neutral location.”

“Am Ireally that scary?”

“Despite your good looks and charm, you’re still a stranger, and my mama didn’t raise no fool.”

I tugged on her arm until she fell onto my chest. She blinked those gorgeous kaleidoscope eyes up at me, and I almost lost my train of thought. “No, she raised a gorgeous, confident woman who is tying me up in knots. I’ll see you later.”

“Later,” she whispered back.

Bending down,I took her lips in a scorching kiss that had me wanting to find the nearest horizontal space and just say screw it. Hannah gave a soft groan, and I knew it wouldn’t take much more before I had her looking for the nearest place to fuck.

“Hannah! Let’s go!”

Nique ta mère!With a harsh groan, I pulled away even as I mentally cursed Rachel, Dimitri, their parents, and anyone else I could think of.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” Hannah said as she took a step back, her hazel eyes dilated and her chest shaking with her breath.

“Friday.”

“Friday,” she repeated before giving me an adorably awkward wave then, wincing and fast-walking away.

I watched her go, my own chest heaving with my breath. It was one of the hardest things I’d ever done, but I didn’t follow her. No matter how much my dick beggedme to.

Hannah stopped at their table, and after a short exchange with Rachel and a quick glance my way, she grabbed her purse, then the two of them were gone.

I took a minute until I could get both my breathing and dick under control, then walked over to where Dimitri was still camped at their table.

“So, what did I miss?” I asked as I took a seat across from my bodyguard.

Dimitri’s face turnedred. He opened and closed his mouth, then shook his head.

I sighed. “I take it you won’t be seeing Rachel again?”

“I just don’t get women. Rachel was putting out all the signals. She’s in a rowdy bar, drinking, talking about getting revenge on her ex. Clearly she wanted a hookup.”