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Rowan is stuck at a folk festival helping out a mate, and it really isn’t his scene. The yoga and singing workshops are bad enough, but morris dancing is the final straw. Bearded men with beer guts prancing around wearing bells - who wants to watch that? All Rowan’s preconceptions are shattered when he meets Seth - a morris dancer, and the stuff Rowan’s fantasies are made of.

All I want to do is get to work on time. But he’s trying to steal my cab, and that’s not going to happen. In the midst of the battle, I discover I don’t have my wallet. So I bargain - a free ride for a kiss. His lips taste like mint, and when he tugs me closer, I can feel the hard muscles beneath his expensive suit. The kiss ends just as we reach our destination, and I’m so taken aback by the explosiveness of it, I rush out without so much as a good-bye.

Writing about Royals may seem like the dream job, but let me tell you - it’s not. Always looking for a way to crush the happily-ever-after, no thank you, I’m through. That’s why when my boss demands an exposé, on the most notorious prince around, I decide to march right up to her office to tell her I quit. Except...I get stuck in the elevator along the way. And I’m not alone. I’m with him. The guy I’m supposed to expose. The reason I’m quitting.

The last time I saw my brother’s foe, he was getting punched in the nose for bedding my brother’s girl - who wasn’t really my brother’s girl. Now he’s on his knees, looking up at me, and I can’t help but smile. When the sinfully sexy man says hello, I say hello back. It’s the right thing to do after all. But when he asks me to take a ride with him, I know I should refuse.