Once Upon A Tiara. Carrie Alexander

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      “Ooh, my blouse is all damp,” Lili said.

      She peeled off her pink jacket and reached to unbutton the blouse. The wet silk had gone transparent, clinging to the curves of her breasts.

      Good God! Simon thought. Breasts! Naked! Lucky, lucky man!

      Then: Bodyguard! Royal outrage! Disgrace!

      Worth it!

      “Do you have a hair dryer?” Lili asked.

      “There are hand dryers in the lavatories. I’ll take your things, if you like.”

      His brain had lost too much blood for him to think straight. Staring at the ceiling, he reached out a blind hand, hoping she’d put the clothes into it.

      “I’ll do it.” She stood suddenly.

      Simon got a handful of breast instead.

      The princess gasped.

      Lili looked at him with bright, inquisitive eyes, her clothing clutched to her chest. “Now that you’ve touched my breast, you practically have to take me on a date.”

      He hesitated. “Would I get to touch the other breast?”

      Dear Reader,

      I had such fun writing for the RED-HOT ROYALS miniseries. I’m never going to be a princess—and, honestly, I wouldn’t want to be—but occasionally it’s a treat to indulge in the fantasy world of ball gowns, tiaras and fairy godmothers. Of course, since this is the wild and wacky world of Duets, I also threw in a few less perfect elements: bee СКАЧАТЬ