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Chapter 21

I had just finished going through a lot of the planning with Christine and went to head to the kitchen for something to eat. I opened the fridge, grabbing some yogurt and jumped when I heard the door open behind me.

“Oh, you’re in here.” Ian said, looking surprised. He looked exhausted and I smiled, going over and pulling him into a hug.

“Yes, I’m in here.” I replied, and he relaxed into my hug.

“Well, it’s over between Amelia and me.” He told me, not letting go.

“How’d she take it?”

“Bad.”

“Figured as much.” I pulled away and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. “I’ve spent the last few hours planning Christine’s party.”

“How did that go?” He asked, grabbing an apple. I sat on the table and started on my yogurt, Ian sitting across from me.

“Eh…there’s going to be a lot of…pink.”

“Pink?” Ian’s expression looked pained.

“Not hot pink or anything, but she’s gone in the direction of pinks, creams, and crystals. It’s all very beautiful, I’ll give it that. But…I guess it’s just not my favorite.” I added with a shrug.

“So you’re going out with that git tonight?” Ian asked nonchalantly, but I could tell by the way his fist clenched around his apple that he wasn’t happy about it.

“Hopefully we can get everything figured out soon, but yes. Tonight I have to go out with him.”

“I don’t like it.” He growled and I placed my hand on his, stroking it to calm him.

“I don’t either, but it’ll be fine.”

“It’s all my damn fault. I shouldn’t have let him see us. I should have taken care of it before it got to this.”

“Don’t blame yourself. It’s not your fault, and taking the blame doesn’t fix anything. We’ll figure it all out. I promise.”

“When do you go?” Ian was staring hard at the apple in his hand, which he had still yet to take a bite of.

“Eight. I’m meeting him at a café not too far away.”

“I’ll drive you. It’ll give me a chance to take the car out.” He said and I felt a moment of shock. I didn’t even know Ian drove anywhere, let alone had a car to drive.

“No, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I stood, heading out of the kitchen.

“I won’t do anything to him, I promise.” He started, following me. “I just want to make sure you’ll be safe.”

“I dunno, Ian. I just don’t see the guy I’m supposed to be dating dropping me off to a date with a different guy as a good idea. I’ll go myself. Believe it or not, I’ve been walking around cities by myself for a while now. I know how to take care of myself.” I went into my room and let my hair down, shaking it out.

“That may be true but…” Ian came into the room behind me and stopped. “Why?”

“Why what?” I asked, suddenly confused. He shut the door behind him and pinned me against the wall, pressing his lips against mine. My glasses fogged instantly and I couldn’t help but giggle. He burst into laughter too and ran his hand through my hair, kissing me tenderly and resting his forehead against mine.

“I just don’t trust him.” Ian muttered, closing his eyes.

“I’ll be fine.” I assured him and we both flinched when my door opened.

“Sorry…” Christine apologized as she gazed guiltily into the room.

“I don’t know when I’ll learn to lock my door, but I hope it’s soon…” I grumbled to myself. Ian backed away from me against the wall and gave his sister a glare.

“Do you not know about this thing we call knocking? It’s usually courteous. You’d think a princess would know something about courtesy, but then I remember who I’m talking to.” He hissed at her. Christine narrowed her eyes and looked ready to retort.

“Okay, let’s cool it.” I put my hand on Ian’s chest and looked at Christine. “What’s up?” I asked.

“I found your cell phone downstairs. You have almost ten missed calls from Logan.” She handed it to me and I groaned before taking it. As if on cue, it rang again and I picked up.

“What?” I snapped, and I heard a “tut tut” on the other end.

“That’s no way to speak to your date.” Logan’s oily voice replied. I closed my eyes in frustration before answering.

“Why did you call me so many times? What’s wrong?” I asked in as calm a voice as I could muster.

“Who said anything was wrong? I just called to check up on you and tell you I can’t wait for our date.”

“You couldn’t have left a message? That was really so important that you had to call over and over again?” I said flatly.

“Well, why didn’t you answer?”

“I was working. People do that sometimes. I only just checked my phone.”

“Fine.” He sounded angry for a moment, but then recovered. “I’ll see you tonight then, lovely.”

“Whatever.” I groaned and hung up.

“Are you sure being rude like that to him is wise?” Christine asked me.

“There’s not much more he can threaten me with.” I shrugged. “I’m doing what he wants. I don’t have to be pleasant about it.” Ian wrapped his arms around me again and kissed my cheek.

When my phone rang again, I just about growled and both Ian and Christine backed a step away from me. I answered, still in a rage. “What?” I snapped and I heard a “tsk tsk” on the other end.

“You always answer the phone that way?” Aunt Patty asked and I sighed.

“No, I’m just irritated. Logan just called.” I grumbled.

“I see. I just wanted to tell you that we’re going out tomorrow with your mother.”

“No!” I yelped. “I don’t know if I can handle a day with mum right after this blasted date with Logan.”

“You don’t have much of a choice, so I’m just giving you a warning.”

“Thanks a lot.” I groaned.

“Have fun tonight!” She tacked on and I sent her a growl before hanging up.

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