Dirty Crown: A Bad Boy Secret Baby Royal Romance (with BONUS book - Rebel Rockstar!) Read Online Free Page A

my heart all over again. All my worries and my insecurities fade away as it’s clear from his expression that he does still like me, and that he appreciates my appearance even if it isn’t what he’s used to.
    “Hi Faith,” he grins, flashing those irresistible dimples at me.
    “It’s lovely to see you again; do you want to get in?”
    I nod, feeling more than a little stunned. This is too much for little old me – I’ve never been treated like this before, and I’ve never craved it. That’s not to say it doesn’t feel nice though, it’s always lovely to be treated like… well, a princess!
    As I step inside, my eyes flick everywhere, drinking in the luxurious appearance that’s posher than any home that I’ve ever seen… never mind car! It’s unbelievable.
    “Wow,” I gasp in shock.
    “Where are we going?”
    “I thought that we could go for lunch in the Royal Cornwall Museum,” he announces, sounding pleased with himself, and he absolutely should.
    To me that’s the most romantic date I ever could have thought of!
    “But won’t that be a bit… public?” I ask, cringing at my words.
    I hate to sound like such an idiot, but I assumed we would go somewhere where no one could recognize him. What if we get photographed, or mobbed, and I’m not sure that I’m ready for that. I can already picture the nasty newspaper headlines about me now, and I don’t like the thought of that one bit.
    ‘Prince with Tramp.’
    ‘Prince Edward Lowers His Standards.’
    ‘Prince and the Pauper.’
    “I’ve booked it all out,” he shrugs his shoulders as if it’s nothing, but to me it’s huge.
    It’s a massive statement that suggests his feelings might run as deeply as mine do. That isn’t the sort of thing you do for just anyone – even if you are a prince!
    “And I have a historian expert coming to discuss the exhibits with us. You might have heard of him, David Timlin?”
    “What?” I gasp excitedly.
    “Are you serious?”
    I studied a lot of David’s Timlin’s work when I was at college, so to actually meet him in person would be something else.
    “I can’t believe it.”
    “Well I remembered you mentioning his book last night, so I thought it would be a nice treat.”
    I have no answer to that, I’m stunned. Who does something like that? I guess that must be one of the advantages of being royalty – you can command such events to happen – but the fact that he was actually listening to me and paying attention. It’s almost too much!
    As the car whizzes through Cornwall, we alternate between chatting some more, and drinking in the wonderful views that we pass. Coming from a small American town, I’ve never seen anything quite like it, and I wonder to myself if this is the sort of place I could live in forever.
    I picture myself living in one of the beautiful Cornish seaside cottages, exploring the beach every single day, working on site of one of the castles, studying medieval history even more, and it’s an image that I will to come true. I couldn’t think of anything better!
    That would be the perfect life for me.
    “We’re here,” Edward finally announces, dragging my attention back to him.
    “Come on, let’s go.”
    He holds my hand lightly in his as he leads me down the corridors. My eyes scan over the exhibits that I can see from where we are, and I can’t wait to get to see them, but for now, I’m excited about lunch. Not only am I very hungry, but I cannot wait to spend some more one on one time with Edward.
    He walks me into a café, which he’s clearly decorated to look like a fancy restaurant, and my heart beats with anxiety. This is the most romantic thing that I’ve ever had done for me, and it’s very difficult not to let the emotion overcome me.
    “Wow,” I gasp, repeating myself all over again.
    “This is amazing. I don’t even know what to say.”
    I’m finding myself increasingly speechless, and that’s all because of Edward. He really is the perfect