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I want to feel my heart pounding in my chest
They'd made it sound like a scholarship at first, an honor earned from his intelligence and hard work.
Adam had thought that this was the ticket he'd worked so hard to earn, his entry to the capitol's university. He couldn't imagine what else would summon him--him, Adam Parrish, by name--to the palace.
The reality was baffling and frustrating. He'd spent the past hours being interviewed and tested by an array of officials and tutors who claimed that he was being considered for a position as the prince's companion. It wasn't a position Adam wanted, but everyone so far had emphasized what an honor it was, and Adam's polite, non-confrontational attitude toward authority was deeply ingrained. But he had his pride and his temper, too. He'd refused to open his mouth to let them check his teeth like he was a horse for sale.
After the fifth minister left, evidently satisfied with Adam's intelligence and ambition, Adam paced the room.
This had to stop. Adam didn't want to be here, and he didn't want to play babysitter to the spoiled prince of the kingdom. He had ambitions. He had his place in the university all but guaranteed, as soon as he could save up enough money for his entry. They could take their 'great honor' and stuff it up the prince's ass.
Diatribe ready, Adam whirled on the next person to open the door, ready to tell them just what he thought of their nonsense interviews. He wasn't anticipating a teenage boy his own age. Startled, Adam drew up short, dropping his eyes to the floor. This had to be the prince. And while the kingdom had advanced past the days of public executions, Adam knew that any of the royal family could ruin his prospects permanently if he displeased them.
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This was the best way wake up. Ronan kissed him back, tunneling his fingers into his hair.
"Good morning." He smiled against his lips. "God you're beautiful."
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“We would have crossed paths eventually,” Adam says, grin still wide and content, as he continues tracing the lines of Ronan’s face with his finger. “One way or another. Your father just sped up the process. Or do you think you would have settled for someone else, if they’d been inflicted on you?”
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"Settled?" Ronan shakes his head. "THe heart wants what it wants. What it needs. I would never settle. I would have waited."
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"Aren't we supposed to be running away?" Adam teased him, smiling at the kiss. "Dream me that boat and throw in breakfast. I'll watch over you." He smooths a gentle hand over Ronan's head, comforting and protective.
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He waded through the water and climbed the rope ladder to the deck of the ship. Ronan stood on the deck and held the wheel of the ship in his palms. He thought of the grain of the wood and the smell of the water, heard the creaking in the body of the vessel.
When his eyes opened he was looking up at Adam from the deck of the ship.
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