She heard some of the other guests giggle as he swirled her around the room in a dance that could’ve easily been performed there. She stared into his eyes and quickly forgot about everyone else in the room.
They continued to dance, and she felt as if her feet weren’t even touching the ground. He pulled her tightly against him, and she sucked in a breath as he pressed his hips against hers and she felt his obvious desire for her. She could feel her cheeks heating at the intimacy of the moment and as his head lowered toward hers, her only thought was of their inevitable connection.
Trenton touched his lips to hers in a gentle kiss, which quickly heated up. His hands pulled her even tighter against him. She let everything else go, except the priceless moment.
There was a clearing of throats, which snapped Trenton’s head back. Jennifer stared at him in a fog, wanting to know why he stopped, when reality slowly started seeping in. She looked around at the smiling faces and was mortified by her behavior. She couldn’t believe she’d let herself go like that in front of so many strangers.
“Oh, you two are so romantic - you must be on your honeymoon,” one of the ladies said and then she hit her husband, and Trenton chuckled. He felt a bit sorry for the poor man. Jennifer had her head buried in his chest and he could feel the heat from her face through his clothing.
“We just can’t seem to get enough of each other,” he said, and Jennifer’s head snapped up to glare at him, making him laugh harder. “Come on, dear, we’re holding up the tour,” he told her before throwing his arm around her shoulder and pulling her after the group.
Jennifer was so shocked by the situation she let him lead her after the group without saying another word. She found she liked being wrapped in his arms, and let herself pretend for a few moments that they were a couple on their honeymoon. It scared her how much she desired this fictional dream.
They stepped outside the palace walls and she was delighted by the light covering of snow beginning to fall on the ground. It turned the entire area into an enchanted wonderland and she felt tears come to her eyes at the breathtaking beauty of it all. She was grateful they were there in the winter, even though she was sure it was just as spectacular in the summertime, with the flowers blooming all over the place.
There was another Christmas market set up in front of the palace and Jennifer pulled away from Trenton so she could search through all of the homemade crafts and gifts. She once again loaded down his arms with her purchases until he handed them off to be loaded into the car.
They had a romantic lunch at a small diner, where the food was exquisite and she found herself laughing often. The room was barely lit and smoky, as the division for smoking and non-smoking was only a table. Things were so different than back in the states.
She realized as their hands brushed, that she was falling in love with Trenton. She pulled back and his brows rose in question at her instant withdrawal. She knew he wouldn’t understand why she pulled away, but she couldn’t possibly let him know how she was feeling.
She knew it was most likely the magic of being in a foreign land and spending so much time alone with him, and when they got back to the offices things would go back to their normal alienation, but at that moment she wanted him more than she’d ever wanted any other.
They left the café and toured more of the city, but nothing compared to the palaces and the history of the royal families. She entered many shops and was finally satisfied with all her purchases. She’d gotten something for all the people in the offices and many different items for Molly. She loved to give gifts and didn’t feel a need to buy anything for herself. She’d much rather give than have anything given to her.
They headed back to the hotel early. She was far from tired, as they hadn’t done nearly the walking they’d done the night before, and she wanted to go back out to the city. She knew she wouldn’t be able to stay in with Trenton all night, and not find herself begging him to relieve the aching in her body.
“Take an hour or so relaxing and then dress up for tonight. You’ll find a new dress on your bed. I’m taking you somewhere special tonight,” Trenton said, before he disappeared into his own room.
She stood for a few moments, irritated he was so high handed as to simply assume she’d jump at his bidding, but who was she fooling, she wanted to go out on the town. The thought of getting dressed up was even better. What scared her was she wanted to go out with him. She knew a lot of the magic was from her time with Trenton. He knew how to turn on the charm and she was falling fast and hard.
She walked into her room and her eyes widened at the dress lying on her bed. It was the most stunning gown she’d ever laid eyes on. It was a shimmering blue silk, dipping daringly low in both the front and back, and looked as if it would cascade like a waterfall down her body.
She caressed the soft material, almost afraid to even touch it, let alone put it on. She was sure the item cost more than she made in a month. Sitting next to it was a stunning pair of heels that looked as if they had real diamonds glittering on their strappy ties. She’d never owned such a beautiful pair before and wanted to wear them.
She told herself she’d wear the outfit one night, for once feeling like a princess. Then, she’d return them to him. She wouldn’t be a bought woman and she’d make sure to tell him the night wouldn’t end like his normal dates. That thought didn’t sit too well in her stomach, but she’d have to remain strong. She couldn’t be a high priced call girl.
She headed toward the luxurious bathroom, where she soaked in an exquisite bubble bath and let her worries drain away. She tried to tamper down her excitement for the evening to come, but it was difficult to do. She forced herself to take her time in the bath and getting ready.