Emilie Rose - The Prince's Ultimate Deception

This is what you wanted.

Maybe so, but that didn’t keep her from being nervous. The distance between them seemed to stretch endlessly.

Damon didn’t smile, didn’t move toward her. Hands by his side and legs braced slightly apart, he waited, looking as if he belonged at a yacht club. But then she supposed a good tour guide should fit into his surroundings. He’d said he enjoyed water sports so he probably had the sea legs to handle a gently undulating dock and a boat that probably cost more than her condo.

She reached his side, shoved her sunglasses up onto her head and waited, poised on a knife edge between tension and anticipation. Her reflection in his dark lenses looked back at her, and his cedar and sage scent teased her nose.

She bit her lip and eyed the yacht. “I’m going to hate billing Vincent for this rental. I’ll cover it. If I can afford it.”

“The boat is borrowed. There is no charge.” Damon took her bag. Their fingers touched and sparks swirled up her arm and settled in a smoldering pile in her stomach. His palm spread across the base of her spine, upping her body temperature by what felt like a dozen degrees. “Come aboard, Madeline.”

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