The-Sinful-King-By-Claire-Contreras-PDF

call you as soon as I was done packing. I have to go down to
the o ce and sort things out anyway and I have a meeting
with the Wesleys tomorrow.”
“Save it, Adeline.” Mother tossed the newspaper on my
counter and stormed in. “Oh, and you’re here too? No phone
call, Joslyn?”
“I am so sorry. I was going to the o ce with Addie
tomorrow, though, and hoped I’d see you there!”
“Bullshit. Both of you.” Mother shook her head and paced
the room, the way I did when I didn’t know what to do with
my emotions. I stayed quiet. Joss bit her lip and watched her.
“So now you’re dating the King of France.”
“I told you that.” I held a finger up. “Do not even,
Mother. I called you first.”
“You called me two hours before the broadcast aired,
Adeline.” She stopped pacing and turned to me. “How
serious is it?”
“Serious enough.”
“What do you make of this, Joslyn?” my mother asked.
“Now that you’re in with the royal family in a big way. What
do you think of my daughter dating the king?” She shook her
head. “It’s weird for me to even say that.”
“I was opposed to it in the beginning but I think he really
does care for her. And she’s happy.” Joss shrugged. “So I
ship it now.”
“Ship what?” My mother frowned. “What are you talking
about?”
“I like it,” Joss said. “It’s something . . . forget it. The
point is, I like them together.”
“He’s staying here or is this security the new norm for
you?”
“Both,” I said. “The tabloids have taken an interest in me
so we have to be careful, but he’s staying here. Should be
home any minute.”