This snooty British princess drives me crazy in all the right ways…
We met at a bar. It was supposed to be a casual Friday night hookup, which is all I’m in the market for. Even if her snooty demeanor hides the most intriguing woman I’ve met in a long time.
Our night together is scorching hot. Perfect in every way. Until she ghosts me.
Now I discover that my missing ice princess is an actual British princess. With a wanna-be fiancé and everything.
The other guy would be better for her because, despite my money, I’m no prize. Trust me. But I don’t care. I haven’t had my fill of her. Not just yet. And nobody melts this ice princess but me…