[Flings With Kings 02] • Royal Rebel

**Royal. Recklessly Rebellious. Totally Delicious.**

SUBJECT: Im sorry (Marked Confidential)

Sat 21 May 02:48 A.M.

**From the Desk of His Royal Highness Prince Robert**

Aly—can’t stop thinking about tonight. Never thought enemies like us would end up naked together. Know you think Im cocky, but come on, sweetheart…don’t tell me it’s not the best sex you’ve ever had.

I’m not a good man. But for the first time, I wish I were. Maybe then I’d deserve you. I don’t. Not when I come from a family like mine. All these secrets…

You’re gorgeous. Clever. You call me out on my bullshit, and I bloody adore it.

I adore you, sweetheart.

You have your new bloke. And I’m…me. The playboy prince. We’re not meant to be together. But staying away from you is killing me, Aly. Thinking about him touching you is *killing* me.

I’ve no right to talk to you like this. Im sorry. It’s the whisky talking. This is what you do to me.

Rob

P.S.—am I stupid to think you might feel the same way?

P.P.S—I am not going to send this. So never mind.