I wasn’t looking for a king.
And now he wants me for his queen.
I’m here to party. That’s why I got on a dating app in the first place. For quick and dirty fun, not a high-speed escape from New York City.
I didn’t swipe right to meet a prince on the run.
But that’s exactly who I found in my favorite bar.
The thing is, he’s just so…hot. So soul-meltingly gorgeous. And I swore I’d never commit to anything, but what’s a spur-of-the-moment vacation to his royal palace?
It’s a transatlantic flight, not a ring on my finger.