The Princess's Proposal. Valerie Parv

far less moved by the kiss than she was, and the discovery rankled for some reason.

      “Let’s say it’s a start.”

      “It can’t be any such thing,” she said haughtily. “This is insane. If I was feeling better…”

      “You’d do exactly what we just did,” he supplied with infuriating coolness. “You wanted to kiss me as much as I wanted to kiss you.”

      But in his case it meant a lot less, she saw. Wanting to hit back, she said, “It’s done now. Over.”

      Slowly he shook his head. “Oh, no, princess, it isn’t over by a long shot. There’s still the matter of your reckless behavior to be discussed, and another matter I intended to bring up with you.”

      “What’s that?” she asked suspiciously.

      “It will keep. Right now, you should rest—and have your doctor take a look at you.”

      “Anything else?”

      “Yes, how soon can I see you again?”