Expecting Royal Twins! / To Dance with a Prince. Cara Colter

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      “No one.”

      “You do not wish to marry?”

      “I have a few things I want to do first.”

      “Tell me about these things.”

      “I’m planning to enroll in pit crew school, work on a pit crew and eventually be a crew chief.”

      Those were unusual goals for a woman. Unthinkable for a female in Vernonia let alone a princess. “You like racing.”

      “I love racing. Open-wheel, stock car, go-kart, it doesn’t matter as long as there’s a checkered flag at the end.”

      The passion in her voice matched the light in her eyes and reminded him of Julianna when she sailed. Perhaps the two women had more in common than Niko had thought. “Your inheritance will allow you to do almost anything you want in racing.”

      “Yeah, I guess focusing on going to pit crew school now is like a Lotto winner who plans to keep their job.” Isabel swung the strap of a blue backpack over her shoulder. She opened the door. “Ready to roll, Highness.”

      Then again, maybe she didn’t have that much in common with Princess Julianna after all.

      Across the tarmac at the Charlotte Douglas International Airport, jet engines roared.

      This was unreal. Izzy stood on the landing at the top of the portable aircraft staircase with a gorgeous prince who happened to be her husband. She still couldn’t believe what was happening.

      Each beat of her heart slammed against her ribs. She’d never once dreamed of traveling to a far off destination except to attend a race. But here she was about to board a private plane and fly off to another continent.

      An airplane sped down the runway.

      She shivered. Soon that would be her plane.

      Some might call this an exciting adventure, but not Izzy. Her misgivings were increasing by the minute.

      Another aircraft taxied by. The silver, red and blue colorscheme seemed almost festive compared to Vernonia’s solid white airplane with only an aircraft numbers, letters and a small coat of arms for markings.

      A royal coat of arms.

      A chill ran down her spine.

      She could never have imagined this happening to anyone let alone her. A grease monkey who cared more about the Winston Cup standings than the lines of succession for European thrones was now a princess?

      Below her at the bottom of the stairs, a local security detail stood watch. A custom agent checked paperwork with the security liaison officer who wore a uniform and seemed to be part of the flight crew.

      The shock of discovery still had her reeling. Denial battled acceptance. In spite of the physical evidence, Izzy still found the truth hard to accept. Would she ever feel like Princess Isabel Poussard Zvonimir Kresimir? She doubted it.

      Facing the open doorway, Izzy sensed rather than felt Niko standing behind her. She clutched the strap of her backpack.

      “It’s time to board,” he whispered from behind her. His warm breath fanned her neck.

      Awareness shot through Izzy. Her uneasiness quadrupled.

       Hold it together.

      She straightened, not wanting to appear weak. “I know.”

      Yet the open doorway loomed in front of her like a mysterious black hole. Her heart pounded so fast, Izzy thought her chest might explode.

      All she had to do was step across the threshold and board the plane. Too bad her feet felt as if they’d been permanently attached to the staircase. But they knew what Izzy kept trying to forget.

      This wasn’t only about never having flown before. She had absolutely no idea what waited for her on the other side. Of the doorway or when she arrived in Vernonia.

      She’d never had to face the unknown alone. Uncle Frank had always been there to pave the way. Even after his death, she’d continued working at Rowdy’s, living in the RV and following the plan they’d dreamed up together. But now she found herself on a new, uncertain path with all her plans swept away.

      Worse, there was no turning back.

      Her life was irrevocably changed whether she boarded the plane or stayed in Charlotte. The realization made her lightheaded.

      The prince moved closer, crowding her from behind. He emanated strength and warmth. Her pulse skittered.

      Uh-oh. Izzy needed to put a little distance between them. Not that she had much room to go anywhere. She shifted to the side until her backpack and hip hit the staircase railing. “Give me a minute.”

      Niko gently placed his hand on the curve of her back.

      Izzy stiffened. The slight touch made her more apprehensive.

      “You will have plenty of time once we board,” he said.

      She was losing control of this situation, of her life. “Things are happening too fast. I need everything to slow down.”

      “Everything will slow down when we are in the air. We have a long flight ahead of us.”

      A long flight that would carry her away from everything familiar. Nerves smacked into her like a rogue wave. Her stomach churned.

      “Isabel,” Niko said.

      Another plane took off. The roar louder than any engine she’d ever heard at the racetrack. Goose bumps prickled her skin.

      “I told you I needed a minute.” The words came out harsher than she intended.

      “It’s been an eventful day,” Niko said.

      “You think?” She swallowed around the crown-jewel-size lump in her throat. “I doubt anyone else has ever had a day like today. I wish it were all a dream. But it’s not. And now I’m stuck.”

      “Stuck?”

      “Having to go to Vernonia to annul the marriage and get my inheritance,” she admitted. “Unfortunately I have no idea what’s going to happen once we arrive. I may have been born there, but it might as well be Mars.”

      Niko’s assessing gaze made her feel like one of Cinderella’s ugly stepsisters. “Vernonia is different from what you are used to. Some would call the country old-fashioned. Others antiquated. Especially when it comes to gender roles.”

      Izzy half laughed with a mix of desperation and fear. “If you’re trying to make me feel better, it’s not working.”

      “I will not lie to you, Isabel,” he said. “Your life has changed. But you will not have to deal with any of this on your own.”

      A sense of inadequacy swept through her. Izzy was used to handling everything on her own, but she was completely out of her comfort zone here СКАЧАТЬ