Ella As the Prince and I move around the dance floor, I’m only too conscious that every eye in the room is on us. Of course, none of those eyes weigh on my shoulders so heavily as Sinclairs. I’m working hard not to accidentally send him any signals that I need to be rescued, but it isn’t easy – esp
I laugh, “It’s only been a few minutes.” “I meant what I said.” Sinclair beams, sending a ripple of laughs around the room as he sweeps me into his arms. We spin away on the dance floor, leaving the Prince to stew in his anger. Only once we’ve left our audience behind and I’m swaying safely in Sin
Ella It’s been three weeks since the ball, and though I can scarcely believe it, it seems like all the campaign drama passed with Solstice. There has been nothing but calm since the holidays, and I’m beyond thrilled that I’ve been able to relax a bit, even though part of me is waiting for the rug t
“I’m sorry.” I sniffle. “I shouldn’t be giving you a hard time.” “You’re allowed.” He promises, pulling a wrap dress from the clothing rack. “Here, no buttons, no zippers. You don’t even have to wear a bra.” “Thank you.” I murmur, sliding my arms around his middle and squeezing tightly. Sinclair p
Sinclair “What do you think about this one?” I ask, pulling Ella’s attention away from the rack of onesies she’s currently perusing. “Oh, so you care what I want now?” She retorts, shooting me a sulky glare. She’s been pouting ever since we left our parenting class, and despite the instructor’s qu
“We can keep shopping.” She answers, making no effort to move. “You do know you’ll have to let me go in order to do that, right?” I ask, wanting nothing of the kind. Ella blinks, as if she didn’t realize she was already half asleep and leaning all her weight against me. She steps back, smoothing d
Sinclair A week after our pup started moving, my brother appears on my doorstep, claiming to bring news of the Prince. I’m amazed to discover that I’m not angry to see him for the first time in years. In fact, as strange as it seems, I’m actually thankful for his presence. I’m still not sure whethe
I hear faint movement on the other side of my office door, and I hold up a finger to pause Roger. He glances in the direction of the soft footsteps tiptoeing towards my door. Ella’s scent comes fluttering through the wooden panel, and then a small shadow appears beneath the door jam. My lip quirks w