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Amelia slammed the door in the crown prince's face. What was she to do?! Why was he here? Was he mad because she ran off?

Knock, knock.

"Amelia," his muffled voice came through the door. Running to the bathroom, she wiped the flour off her face. She couldn't make him stay outside, but she didn't want him to see her like this. Discarding her apron, she smoothed her hair and opened the door.

"Your Highness, please come in," she said, backing out of the way. Prince Daniel and another man walked into her tiny apartment. Gone was his suit and in place he wore a polo shirt and dark wash jeans. Next to him stood a man so imposing, she shivered.

"Cozy," Daniel commented. She could see him looking around her tiny apartment. The place was barely big enough for Kylie and her to work around each other. Kylie claimed the living room with her sewing, and Amelia used the kitchen.

"Thanks, would you like tea, coffee, water?" she asked, her heart beat frantically in her chest. She didn't know what to do when royalty showed up at her door. They did not cover this in culinary school.

"Coffee please," Daniel replied. She looked at his companion.

"Water." Both men were standing in her living room, taking up almost all the space. Amelia escaped into the kitchen and began brewing coffee. She used the time to brew to calm herself down. Maybe he came here to speak about the cookie order? If Thomas had broken even one, she would give him hell to pay. The coffee finished, she brought it out on her nicest tray with her finest china.

"I'm sorry if it isn't your usual fare," she explained, setting the tray down and handing each one their drink.

"I'm sure it is perfect." He poured a dollop of milk and a spoonful of sugar into his cup. She took her coffee the same way, and for the first time that night, she felt a smile tug at her lips. Amelia watched as both men sipped their drinks. Should she break the ice?

"So--"

"I came here--" they both spoke. Amelia blushed and looked down.

"Sorry."

"It's all right. I came here to ask you on a date," he explained, and she looked up in shock.

"A date?" She hadn't been on a date in years. What was she to do?

"Yes, to make up for my behavior this morning." Daniel gave her a practiced smile, and she relaxed. He didn't want to go on a date. He wanted to make sure she didn't talk about their kiss.

"That isn't necessary. I won't talk about our kiss. Thank you for driving all the way out here. Let me get you some cookies to go." Amelia stood and rushed into the kitchen, putting together a container of extra cookies. Now she knew the kiss meant nothing to him, and she could move on with her life. It should relieve her. Then why did it feel like her heart was being broken? Willing the tears to leave her eyes, she put on a cheery smile and went back out to the men.

"Here you go, gentlemen. I am so sorry you came all the way out here for nothing. Have a good night," she said, handing Daniel the cookie container and walking over to her front door. Both men gave her a bewildered look, but stood to leave.

"Amelia, I'll be back tomorrow at ten to pick you up. I won't take no as an answer." He handed his guard the cookies and grabbed her around the waist. Bending his head, his soft lips caught hers. She didn't want to refuse. She wanted to feel him kiss her again. Relaxing in his hold, her arms went around his neck, and she kissed him back. Opening her mouth, his agile tongue dove in to mate with hers. He tasted like coffee and earth, an intoxicating mix. Her wolf purred in her chest. She couldn't stop her hands from slipping into his silky hair. His wolf answered hers. She felt the rumble in his chest. Her body betrayed her brain, plastering herself against his rock-hard body. After what felt like an eternity, she felt him pull back. Looking up, she saw the same frown, but not as deep.

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