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At the same time, her phone rang from her pocket, playing out the chorus of Stonebolt’sI Will Still Love You.
Holy shit! She had forgotten to silence it!
Fawn scrambled to end the call, not even bothering to check who was calling her. She waited tensely for the prince and the girl to appear any moment, but a full minute passed and nothing happened.
Oh, thank God.
Seriously, thank You God.
She fell to her knees, closed her eyes, and found herself praying in sheer relief. When she was done, she turned around, still on her knees, and the first thing she saw was the prince staring down at her, half-naked, his pants partially unzipped.
Shock had her scrambling back, and a moment later she fell on her butt.
The prince said lazily, “I didn’t peg you to be a voyeur,parthena mou.”
There it was again, she thought nervously. She still couldn’t recall the term that Paula had tried to teach her, but it really sounded like what the prince was telling her.
“I d-didn’t mean to watch,” she stammered, looking up at him. “But then so many things happened, one minute you were just kissing, and then you were purring, she was clawing, and it was just so fast.”
As she spoke, Fawn’s hands moved in tandem, re-enacting the kiss by making her two hands meet as if puckering before turning into claws to rake the air. She didn’t seem aware of this at all, but the prince was, and it was all he could do to keep his face expressionless.
“And,” she ended, “that’s what’s happened.”
“I see.”
Did he seriously?She said uneasily, “I promise, I truly didn’t mean to, you know. Besides, I’m not used to...because, Grant’s kinda big—-”
The prince’s amusement fled. “Excuse me?” He could not believe that she was the same girl who had told her she had seen him half-naked more often than she had her boyfriend.
That had obviously changed, he thought bitterly.
Fuck you, Grant Bennett.
Fawn gulped at the cold look on the prince’s face.Holy crap.Was he furious!Why?All she meant was that Grant was really big on waiting for the right time these days, after what happened post-prom. She said in a small voice, “I’m not l-lying. He really is—-”
The prince wanted to strangle her. “Big.” Did this girl have to rub it in his face?
“Yes, he is big—-”
The prince cut her off, saying icily, “Bigger than me, is that it?”
“Well...” Her mouth opened and closed. Did he want her to lie? She had just seen him make love to another girl, for instance, and that girl was different from the ones she had seen him with in the past weeks. He didn’twaitat all.
When it was obvious she couldn’t make herself lie, he snapped, “Never mind.” He wanted to kill someone, preferably a guy whose name was Grant Bennett and had the fortune of having Fawn’s virginity.
Fuck you, Grant Bennett.
“I’m s-sorry—-”
Because she pitied him, the prince thought grimly. Stepping back, he said coldly, “If I catch you in this situation again, you’refired.” He stalked away and slammed his bedroom door shut behind him.
Fawn Cornwall was no longer a virgin, Grant Bennett had a bigger dick than he did, and she pitied him because of it.
Fuck you to hell, Grant Bennett.
WHEN FAWN SAW GRANT’Scar backing into one of the parking slots outside the restaurant, she breathed a sigh of relief.Finally, some normal time.Heads turned as he entered, and the girls a few tables away started to giggle and whisper.
I can totally relate,Fawn thought. If she had someone with her, she would have giggled and whispered as well. With his athletic, gym-buffed build, ash blond hair, and blue eyes, Grant had the looks of a celebrity, which he could have been if he had wanted to.