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“His Highness’s presence here is secret He is here on vacation”

“See?” she said desperately, holding out a business card “He gave o When he proposed to me At a salad bar near Waikiki”

“Salad bar,” the doorman snorted “As if the prince would ever” He saw the e over the card, he read the hard e your mind “But you’re not his type,” he said faintly

“I know,” Josie sighed Twenty pounds overweight, frumpy and unstylish, she was painfully aware that she was no man’s type Fortunately Kasi to do with love—or even lust “Just call him, will you?”

The man reached for the phone on his desk He

dialed Turning away, he spoke in a low voice A few moments later, he faced Josie with an utterly bewildered expression

“His bodyguard says you’re to go straight up,” he said in shock He pointed his finger towards an elevator “Thirty-ninth floor And, uratulations, miss”

“Thank you,” Josie her on her shoulder as she turned away She felt the doorant lobby, her flip-flops echoing against the ot on the elevator On the thirty-ninth floor, the door opened with a ding Cautiously, she crept out into a hallway

“Welcouards aiting for her In a quick, professional h her bag

“What are you checking for?” Josie said with an aard laugh “You think I would bring a hand grenade? To a wedding proposal?”

The bodyguards did not return her smile “She’s clear,” one of theo in, Miss Dalton”

“U against her chest “He’s in there?”

He nodded sternly “His Highness is expecting you”

Josie sed hard “Right I ood guy, right? A good employer? He can be trusted?”

The bodyguards stared back at her, their faces impassive

“His Highness is expecting you,” the first one repeated in an expressionless voice “Please go in”

“Okay” You robot, she added silently, irritated

Whatever She didn’t need reassurance She’d just listen to her intuition To her heart

Which meant Josie was really in trouble There was a reason her dying father had left her a large parcel of Alaskan land in an unbreakable trust, which she could not receive until she was either twenty-five—three years from now—or married Even when she was a child, Black Jack Dalton had known his naive, trusting younger daughter needed all the help she could get To say she could be naive about people was an understatement

But it’s a good quality, Bree had told her sadly two days ago I wish I had more of it

Bree Josie could only iht now, as a prisoner of that other billionaire tycoon, Kasi her eyes, she took a deep breath

“For Bree,” she whispered, and flung open the penthouse door

The lavish foyer was e the echo of her steps, she looked up at a soaring chandelier illu staircase This penthouse was like a ht in awe

Josie’s lips parted when she saw the view through the floor-to-ceiling s Crossing the foyer to the great roohts of the still-dark city, and beyond that, pink and orange sunrise sparkling across the Pacific Ocean

“Soyou changed your mind”

His low, masculine purr ca herself, slowly turned around

Prince Kasiood looks still hit her like a fierce blow He was even more impossibly handsome than she remembered He was tall, around six foot three, with broad shoulders and a hard-ainst tanned skin and dark hair The expensive cut of his dark suit and tie, and the glea leather of his black shoes spoke of money—while the ruthlessness in his eyes and chiseled jawline screamed power

In spite of her efforts, Josie was briefly thunderstruck

Nor to people As far as she was concerned, there was no such thing as a stranger But Kasiue-tied No htest notice In fact, she wasn’t sure there was any otherinto his darkly handsoot to breathe

“The last time I saw you, you said you’d never marry me” Kasimir slowly looked her over, from her flip-flops to her jeans and T-shirt “For any price”