Finding My Prince Charming (Finding My Prince Charming #1)(7)
Author: J.S. Cooper

Chapter 3

“Are you mad at me?” Anna rolled over in bed and groaned. “My head is killing me.”

“Next time, don’t drink so much.”

“I was so drunk.” She closed her eyes. “It’s so bright in here.”

“It’s called sunlight, Anna,” I laughed and sat up, looking around the room. “I can’t believe he got us a suite.”

“Who, Max?” She looked around. “Is he here?”

“Anna, Max left.” I stared down at her. “Did you forget?”

“I can’t really remember what happened.” She groaned again, much more melodramatically this time. “Did I sleep with him?”

“No.” I shook my head. “You were in the bathroom puking and he tried to make a move on me.”

“What?” Her eyes flew open. “Bastard.”

“Yes, he was. His boss came into the room and kicked him out him and then got us a room.”

“His boss?” She frowned and then her eyes lit up. “Wait, it was that hot guy from the museum, wasn’t it?”

“What hot guy?” I feigned ignorance.

“Don’t try and lie to me, Lola Franklin.” She shook her head. “I saw the looks you gave him.”

“Whatever.”

“Did you hook up with him?”

“No.” My face turned red.

“Oh my God, you did, didn’t you?”

“No!” I exclaimed sharply and then grinned. “Though he did kiss me.”

“No way!” she screamed and then made a face and rubbed her forehead. “It’s too early for this excitement.”

“What excitement?”

“You kissed a stranger!” she squealed. “I can’t believe it. Lola Franklin kissed a handsome stranger.”

“I almost did more.” I grinned and collapsed onto the bed next to her. “Oh, Anna, he was so sexy, but he was such an ass**le.”

“You did not almost sleep with him?”

“I did.” I grinned. “I’m twenty-one, not eighty-one. I’m entitled to a life.”

“I do not believe it. You said you didn’t believe in casual sex.”

“When it’s once-in-a-lifetime casual sex, how can I say no?” I grinned. “I mean, isn’t that why we came here? To be different from our normal selves?”

“Yeah, I guess so.” She nodded. “Who would have thought it? Anna and Lola from Palm Bay, Florida, are living it up in London, England, like two little sluts.”

“Anna!” I gasped, and she giggled.

“What would you call us?”

“Modern girls.” I laughed. “We’re modern girls who know what we want.” I lay there and smiled as I thought of my kiss with Xavier. Even though he’d been an ass**le, I still thought he was a sexy beast.

“Okay, then. We’re modern girls.” Anna rested her head on my shoulder. “I’m glad we came, by the way,” she spoke softly. “I think it’s just the change we needed.”

“Me too,” I whispered back at her. “Me too.

***

The knocking at the door awoke me, and I groaned. Anna and I must have fallen back asleep.

“Room service,” a voice called out, and I rolled out of the bed to open the door.

“I’m coming.” I yawned and opened the door. “Oh.” My eyes widened as I took in Xavier. He looked even more handsome in daylight. “I thought you were room service.”

“I am.” He grinned and held up his heads. He had two coffees and a bag of something.

“Oh, thanks.” I stood there awkwardly and groaned inwardly as I realized how I must have looked. I reached up and rubbed my eyes and then looked at my fingertips. They were smudged with black.

“Going to a fancy dress party today?” he asked me with a smile.

“Sorry, what?”

“I was wondering if there was a reason why you looked like a raccoon.”

“Excuse me?” My mouth dropped, and he laughed.

“Can I come in or am I not allowed past the front door?”

“Why do you want to come in?” I took a step back, and he ran his fingers to my face and down my cheek, holding everything in his other hand.

“Do not worry, Lola. It’s not to seduce you. Trust me.”

“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes, but I felt hurt inside.

“Who’s that? Is it Max?” Anna called out eagerly.

“No,” I called back, and he stared at me curiously.

“Do you wish it were him?” he asked me softly.

“Why would I care if he was here?” I shook my head, annoyed.

“Just checking.” He walked into the hotel room and walked up to the bed. “Here’s a coffee and a cheese and onion pastry. It should make you feel better.” He handed both items to a shocked Anna.

She sat up in the bed, looking confused, and her eyes were wide with shock. I giggled as I stared at her. Her hair was all over the place, and she looked like a scarecrow.

“Thanks.” She took them tentatively and gave him a small smile.

“No problem.” He turned around and walked back to me. “And this is for you. The same thing. Though I got you a doughnut as well.”

“A doughnut?”

“To keep your lips sweet.” He smiled and looked at my lips for a few seconds.

“Oh.” I swallowed hard and sat down on the couch. “Thanks.”

“So how are you feeling today?” he asked me as he sat next to me.

“I’m fine.” I shrugged. “It was Anna who was drunk.”

“I see.” He looked over at her as she ate eagerly. “Max always seems to know how to pick them.”

“We were at the museum last night …” I started and he nodded.

“I know.”

“Oh, well, last night you—” I started again, and he jumped up.

“How do you think I made it to the hotel so quickly?” He looked down at me with dark eyes. “I saw you get into the cab with him. I know Max well. I knew what he had planned.”

“He was coming back here for Anna,” I spoke up defensively.

“No offense to Anna, but he was coming back for both of you. I’m sure he thought it was his lucky night.”

“So you really thought I was going to sleep with him?”

He shrugged. “You wouldn’t be the first girl to fall for his act.”