Four: A Wild Night.

Hear me out, okay?.

I wouldn't normally advocate for sex with a man I just met literally thirty minutes ago but…this situation was clearly an exception.

Stories like mine don't usually go this way. Usually the boy turns out to be a foul smelly old man or …wicked… or gross…and 90% of the time, it generally turns out to be a horror story.

This, for some reason, was different.

Kincade was different.

So there I was, standing in front of my fiance, eye-fucked by him…practically aching for his touch.

His gaze ran through me like he was envisioning me naked…and he had this look on his face that said it was taking everything for him not to close the barrier between us, so we can screw each other senseless

Or maybe, I had the look….and this was a bad case of sexual transference.

But If there was a tiny chance that behind that sofa he was standing, was a well hidden boner, I owned it to myself to find out.

"Come closer, Princess" He commanded

Naturally, I was a rebellious person but I found myself all too willing to obey this command.

I took a step closer, scanning his face for any hint of emotion, his eyes were playful but the rest of him seemed capable…soon, the divide between us was closed up and I was this close to pressing myself against him.

He leaned in, it suddenly outlined our height difference. He was a solid 6 '3 and I was lagging behind at 5' 8 on a good day, his lips brushed against mine, softly like I was his favorite ice cream he was trying to savor.

I could hear my own heart pound, if I kept it up I would be having my first heart attack at twenty one.

He said something because suddenly, I was forced to stop focusing on his lips and use my brains for the first time since this whole ordeal started.

"What?"

"I said I should probably walk you back to your room, it's midnight and all" He said.

I blinked. "That was it?" I asked, utterly disappointed.

"You look mad" he noted.

Well, yeah! I wanted to yell.

The 'world class kiss' I was expecting, the 'pinning against the wall' and the 'rotating of legs in unrealistic positions' while he screwed me senselessly was what I was expecting, not that silly peck on my lips like I was his favorite grandma.

"N-no." I lied, and took a step back. I must have misread the situation and attached an excessive amount of importance to something so unimportant, this was after all the man who had twenty one years to make first contact but ultimately chose not to.

"Nicolette?"

"No. Seriously, I'm f-fine. I'm g-good" I mumbled like a lunatic unable to stop myself from the awkward nervous chatter "Great kiss though! I can't wait to spend the rest of my life… doing that!" my finger pointed accusingly at his lips.

A silly sound escaped my lips as it came together and it sealed the awkwardness. "I should go" I finally decided to put myself out of misery.

"I will walk you" he said, his eyes dimming in amusement at my reaction. I must be displaying an insane amount of childishness right about then.

"No, really. You d-don't have to. You s-should rest up for the…" I turned around and started walking towards the door as I mumbled more incoherent words, barely making it to the door when I was suddenly spun around and pinned against it.

His lips took mine.

It was gentle and short lived. like he was still amused over my reaction. Prince Kincade's eyes crinkled at the corners, his lips curving into a tender smile. He looked amused, but not at my expense – rather, at the absurdity of the situation.

He reached out, his fingers brushing against my cheek, sending shivers down my spine. "You are making it difficult for me to be the gentleman I'm expected to be, Princess" he whispered, his voice low and husky. "And I am not a gentleman"

"Then don't be" I took a step closer to him. If he genuinely liked me and I was sure I was in love with him, there was no reason to fight what was meant to be.

With that, he leaned in for another kiss or maybe I did, it wasn't clear. Butt he wasn't gentle about this kiss. He kissed me with such ferociousness that I had to physically reach for him to steady me. He lifted me off the ground and somehow even though the bed was within reach, we ended up on the table.

***

I stood in my bathrobe in front of my life size mirror trying to tell if I looked different.

If anyone could tell by looking at me that last night or more accurately, this morning happened.

Yesterday I was a virgin…well, today, I was anything but. Kincade was…how does one delicately put mind blowingly good in bed?

Candid? No, that's not the word I would use.

Remarkable, of course…memorable works too. Sexy as hell works the most.

The door cringed open and Eva Belle walked inside fully dressed in a black dress that went below her knees, her mother, the lady Bev Icarus must have made her.

Bev was obsessed with decency or the illusion of it when it came to Eva Belle

If she knew what her precious sensible daughter and I were up to on campus, it would make Bev die of spontaneous heart combustion.

"Where were you? I couldn't find you this morning" Eva Belle said and watched me curiously as I for some reason started running my fingers through my hair.

"No where" I said, determined to be as tight lipped as possible. But this was Eva Belle, she knew me like the back of her hand.

"You can't be pulling disappearing acts on me, Noah, not now…not with everyone being so tensed and your marriage in the gutter"

"Do y-you think I'm b-beautiful?" I asked Eva Belle out of nowhere while staring at myself in the mirror.

I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and for a moment, I see what others see. My dark hair falls down my back like a messy waterfall, and my bright green eyes sparkle with a hint of satisfaction, like something in me had been awaken, it was like I was seeing myself through Kincade's eyes not my own eyes

But I know the truth - I'm just a flawed, awkward version of a princess. My smile feels forced, my lips too full, and my nose too small. I'm just a pale imitation of beauty, not the real thing.

"Am I ?" I asked Eva Belle.

"You are the most beautiful person I know. And I'm not being poetic, just honest" Eva Belle said in her blunt tone. "Now, where did you go?"

"It's alright, Belly. Everything is alright, okay?" I told her and smiled for the first time.

"You can't be sure-"

"I am" I turned around to face her "I fixed it, Evie-Belly. Everything is perfect"

Eva Belle's eyes dimmed a little bit. "What did you do?"

"I spoke with Prince Kincade. We worked things out. We are getting married next week. We don't want to wait anymore…we want to be married immediately" flashes of Kincade in-between my leg, tasting me, almost made me turn crimson red. "And I can't wait to be married to him"

"I'm missing something, aren't I?" Eva Belle asked and came closer. Then she stopped.

"Is that a hickey?"