Entangled with the Prince - Elizabeth Lennox Page 0,51

down, lifting only the small, square box. When she opened the lid, Savannah gasped at the gorgeous diamond ring inside. She almost dropped it because her hands trembled so badly.

“I don’t understand,” she whispered.

He moved closer. “Perhaps I should formally introduce myself, Savannah.” He stepped closer, taking one of her hands into his huge one. “I’m Crown Prince Gaelen el Raminar of Izara. My older brother is Sheik Amit el Raminar of Izara. As crown prince, I have many responsibilities. For the three weeks I was with you, I was negotiating a treaty with the country that borders Izara to the south. I’ve been secretly meeting with Sheik Santos el Fazir of Padar.” He stepped closer still, taking the box from her hands. He pulled the ring out of the velvet cushion. “Several weeks ago, the morning of your graduation, my country was attacked.” He took her hand. “I did everything I could, Savannah. I wanted to be there. I wanted to see you walk up and get your degree. Unfortunately, my life isn’t always under my control. I had to meet with Santos, to discover why he attacked my country when we were negotiating a treaty.”

He slid the metal over her finger. “Sometimes, my responsibilities will take me away from you. But I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“But…?”

“And I want you to fight for me, Savannah. Because you’re worthy. And I’m worth the fight. I think that we’re worth the fight. But only you can decide if you agree with me.”

She stared at the ring, but her gaze returned to the note. She read the words again before she looked up at him. “You love me?” Her voice cracked and she swallowed past the painful lump in her throat. “You asked me to trust you and I didn’t.”

He nodded. “But I’m fighting for you.” He closed his hands over hers. “Are you willing to fight for me?”

Her heart swelled with the love she’d been trying to deny. “Yes!” she gasped. Suddenly, she was sure of herself. “Yes. I’ll fight for you.”

“Good,” he replied, lifting her into his arms. “I’ve missed you so damned much!” He kissed her. “Don’t you ever leave me again!” he ordered roughly as he carried her to his bedroom. “You fight for me! You fight with me! If you don’t like the way I’m treating you, then you damn well are going to tell me, got it?”

She laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Got it.”

“Good! Now tell me that you love me,” he commanded as he lowered her to the ground. He didn’t give her a chance to respond since he was kissing her and stripping her clothes off.

Savannah gasped, wrapping her legs around his waist. He didn’t hesitate, thrusting into her. She arched her back, her lips trying to form the words, but with every thrust, her body climbed higher and higher. Only when she reached that peak and tumbled over did she scream, “I love you!” She wasn’t aware of her fingernails biting into his back as they both tumbled over into a mind-blowing climax that left them both gasping for breath.

A long time later, he fiddled with the ring on her finger. “You don’t like the ring, do you?”

Savannah glanced over her shoulder at him. “I like the note better,” she admitted. “The ring is pretty, but the note…” she beamed and kissed him.

His arms tightened around him. “You’ll marry me? Even though I’m a prince and have responsibilities?”

Her eyes brightened in the dim light coming in through the windows from the moon. “I’ll marry you despite your title.”

“I love you,” he whispered, kissing her gently.

“I love you too.”

Epilogue

“I’m going to kill him!” Savannah grumbled, startling her sister-in-law, Harper. Savannah stalked into her sister-in-law’s office, not seeing the beautiful yellow walls or the pretty flowers.

“What’s he done now?” Harper asked in amusement as she looked up from her computer and leaned back in her chair.

Savannah paced back and forth in front of her sister-in-law’s desk. “He…” she clenched her fists, shaking her head. “He bought me a horse!”

Harper couldn’t help smiling at her fury. “What a horrible monster!”

Savannah glared at her friend and sister in law. “You don’t understand. I don’t like horses. I don’t want to learn to ride!”

Harper nodded. “I believe you’ve mentioned that once or twice.”

Savannah glared at Harper, both of them remembering the argument she and Gaelen had had over dinner a few nights ago. “If you know this,