A Princess By Christmas

A Princess By Christmas
Jennifer Faye

A royal kiss under the mistletoePrince Alexandro Castanovo arrives in snowy New York intent on protecting his royal family from scandal. And when Reese Harding–down-to-earth and heart-stoppingly beautiful–finds room for him at her inn, it seems like the perfect twist of fate.Not long ago Reese's world came crumbling down, shaking her foundations. But this enigmatic stranger intrigues her! She's learned to be wary of secrets…but when she discovers Alex's true identity, might there be enough magic in the air to make this regular American girl a princess by Christmas…?

When she started walking, he fell in step next to her.

Hand-in-hand, they moved as though they’d been together for years.

She glanced over at him. “Are you still up for going to dinner like we planned?”

He was hungry—there was no doubt about that. But food wasn’t what he craved.

Big snowflakes drifted lazily to the ground and quickly covered her hair. He’d never seen anyone so beautiful. It was going to be hard to stay focused on his priorities when all he wanted to do was get closer to Reese. If only his life were different …

In that moment he heard the King’s clear, distinct voice in his head. “Your life is one of honor—of duty. You must always think of the kingdom first.”

And that was what he was doing—but each day it was getting harder and harder to live by those rules. He glanced at Reese. Definitely much harder than he’d ever imagined.

A Princess by Christmas

Jennifer Faye

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

In another life JENNIFER FAYE was a statistician. She still has a love for numbers, formulas and spreadsheets, but when she was presented with the opportunity to follow her lifelong passion and spend her days writing and pursuing her dream of becoming a Mills & Boon® author, she couldn’t pass it up. These days, when she’s not writing, Jennifer enjoys reading, fine needlework, quilting, tweeting and cheering on the Pittsburgh Penguins. She lives in Pennsylvania with her amazingly patient husband, two remarkably talented daughters and their two very spoiled fur babies, otherwise known as cats—but shh … don’t tell them they’re not human!

Jennifer loves to hear from readers—you can contact her via her website: www.jenniferfaye.com (http://www.jenniferfaye.com).

For Marcia

To the most wonderful, caring, generous lady I know. Thanks so much for being a very special part of my life. Someday when I grow up I want to be just like you.

And for Marcia’s Book Crew

Thanks for all of your kind words and encouragement. You ladies are amazing!

Contents

Cover (#uc7a231f0-2114-5915-a067-1ce5fe730005)

Excerpt (#u4e0fc246-c80e-507e-b2b6-ad5d187ae7af)

Title Page (#u9dcbe028-3069-5bc3-90eb-8cc595f71c09)

About the Author (#ue63df0ad-83bb-5068-918c-7160d3b5c049)

Dedication (#u96625af0-70b7-5721-b99a-b1855f055038)

CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_14caba17-b3a2-5dc5-b7ae-ce58d1c79bb0)

CHAPTER TWO (#ulink_82feae78-07a4-5062-bcee-29c90e0ce553)

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CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_8866edc4-0033-53cf-a8ab-20a7f2a53228)

AT LAST HE’D lost them.

Prince Alexandro Castanavo of the Mirraccino Islands stared out the back window of the cab as it snaked in and out of traffic. He’d never driven in New York City but his concern deepened when they swerved to the berm of the road. While all of the other traffic was at a standstill, they kept rolling along.

When the cab suddenly jerked to the left, Alex’s shoulder thumped into the door. He reached for the armrest and his fingertips dug into the hard plastic. What had he done to deserve the cabbie who thought he was a grand prix driver?