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I hurriedly step away from Hunt and look up into his eyes before looking behind me at the Prince. I can tell that he is clearly upset that he walked in on me kissing Hunt but that is not what makes me the most angry. What really gets me is that when I look back at Hunt I can see the calculating look in his eyes. It is the same one that has always meant that he has weighed all of the risks of something and carefully calculated the outcomes. It is the look that tells me that he knew the Prince was standing there when he decided to kiss me to see how I would react.

The gall of this man to do something like this to me. To not believe me when I told him that the Prince does not mean anything to me. To not believe that I have no feelings for either of them. Then, to put me on the spot like that. It is not something that I even want to try to deal with at this point. Instead of responding to either of them, I spin and march out of the barn and back to the dishes.

Mary takes one look at my fa