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“Liar” She glared at his hand on her ar hers, and her pulse was racing, and she didn’t knohether to kiss hio of me”

He stiffened, anger , hespace mercilessly “I am not a liar”

“Yet you say you never wrote h “I don’t knohat else to call it, then”

“Nothing Call it nothing” He tightened his grip on her before releasing his fingers “Or, better yet, call it the truth”

“I wrote to you, and you wrote back”

He shook his head “I don’t knohat’s going on here, but that didn’t happen”

Stepping away fro to even entertain the idea he was telling the truth Even if, against all odds, he was and he’d never written those horrible letters…he still broke a promise And he still couldn’t be trusted “Whatever”

“Why would I lie about writing letters?” he said slowly, still acting lost

“It doesn’ther nails into her palo”

“I can’t—”

“Yeah So you said” She tapped her foot “Why not?”

“Because we had sex,” he said pragmatically “As a prince, I have to be sure there wasn’t a child made in the process, so you have to stay here with me, until we find out for certain”

She choked on nothing at all, coughing and gasping for air He sighed and studied his nails, clearly unconcerned for her welfare By the tiainst the wall, one ankle crossed over the other As she rubbed her face and let out a nervous laugh, he cocked a brow “Are you finished, then?”

“You can’t be serious about this,” she croaked, her throat aching “We used a condom There is no secret baby”

“Unfortunately, I a, yet so to have done so “I don’t joke often”