And if you didn't win, no worries! Honeymoon With a Prince, which features Prince Massimo Barrali, will be out on December 3. Want a quick preview? Look below...
The man was unbelievably direct. He also smelled unbelievably good.
The soft fabric of his shirt tickled the bare skin of Kelly’s back in the sensitive spot just below the tie of her sundress. As if linked by a direct connection, the skin on her arms pricked to gooseflesh.
She imagined he didn’t suffer rejection often.
“I’m not sure it’d be wise,” she said, using the excuse in order to gauge his intentions. She had no idea if asking a man into one’s home after a date carried the same implication in Sarcaccia it sometimes had in the States. It was obvious he wanted to carry on their flirtation; how much further he wanted to carry it was the question. Let alone how much further she wanted to carry it. “Is it safe?”
“Safe as you were on the patio at Giulia’s.”
“We weren’t exactly alone on the patio.”
“We won’t be alone now, either. Gaspare is here.”
“He is a good chaperone.” She flicked a look at the dog, whose ears perked up at the mention of his name though he didn’t stir from his sprawl across the back seat. “Of course, you realize that I don’t know the most basic things about you. For instance, what’s your last name?”
His eyes crinkled at the corners, as if the question intrigued him. “Barrali.”
“Massimo Barrali. I like it. It’s strong.” Just like the man. Forceful, yet somehow elegant. Hearing the name from her own lips pricked a memory. “Is Barrali a common name here? Isn’t that the name of the royal family?”
“It is, and it’s common enough. Lots of Barralis in Sarcaccia. But no one with the last name Chase, I don’t believe.” When she smiled at that, he continued, “What else do you want to know?”
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