Awakening His Innocent Cinderella. Natalie Anderson

serving the food.’

      She was a waitress? That fitted with the travelling. She certainly wasn’t a local with that softened English accent. Yet it surprised him. She had an unworldliness about her, as if her optimism and hopefulness hadn’t yet been crushed by the harsh realities of life. Most travellers he’d met had a few street smarts and sharper edges. Maybe she was new to it all. His body tightened inappropriately again.

      ‘What are we going to do about it?’ he muttered harshly, unable to hold back his runaway thoughts.

      ‘About what?’

      Astounded, he turned her back to face him. ‘This chemistry.’

      ‘Nothing.’ She turned back to watch the launch arrive. ‘Do you think it’s someone famous?’

      He didn’t give a damn if it was the Queen of England. He just wanted her attention back on him. ‘I don’t think this is something we can do nothing about.’

      ‘Of course we can.’ She laughed, but she didn’t meet his eyes.

      ‘You’re not in the least curious?’

      She finally focused on him properly. ‘I’m sure you could make me feel amazing.’ That giveaway colour washed over her light golden tan again. ‘I’m sure you could make me want anything and everything. But I’m also positive you’d be bad news.’