2019, March 29thZoey shoved James off of her."Okay James, I get it. You're a jerk. But guess what? I don't care about that today. I'm just here to get a prince to a coronation," she spat out.It wasn't entirely a lie. There was a coronation happening today and a couple that would be torn apart because of it if he didn't show up, a couple they both cared about.James wanted to keep her as much as he wanted to get rid of her. Seeing her out there, coming for him had made him forget for a moment, but there he was, right back to their wedding night when he'd promised himself he would undo it, if he could just say the words, have that moment with her, he would undo it."The coronation has nothing to do with me," he sneered, licking his lips as he looked at hers. "You, on the other hand-" he closed in on her, dragging a finger down the side of her face.Zoey didn't like what he was implying, the way he was leering at her. Or was it that she didn't like that she liked it? Not only did he j

"Be a good girl and give it to me, Zoey," he whispered softly. "Or I'll take it."2019, March 29thHis eyes dropped to her breasts, then trailed back up her bare neck. He remembered how she tasted, how he'd bitten and kissed her. All that remembering was his undoing. As if she was somehow making him do it, as if compelled, he lowered his head down to her neck and kissed it. It was the lightest of kisses and had he not looked at her then, he might have gotten away. But he did look. His hand went to the back of her head, his fingers getting tangled up in her hair as he pulled it back, holding her in place. He inhaled her scent, licked and tasted her, kissed every inch of her neck, then down to her shoulders and chest until he was drunk on her, until he could stand it no more and his lips found hers.She took advantage of the state he was in and slipped out from under him, but this only served to make him mad when he caught up with her. He wrapped an arm around her waist from the back an

2019, March 29thIt was barely a whisper, barely a whimper, but he heard her. He heard her give him her heart, truly and completely. James took a firm hold of her hips and slammed into her, entering her hard and fast. She cried out his name in pain. Sorry that he'd hurt her by being greedy and selfish and impatient, he rolled them back over and pulled out of her slowly, thrusting back in just as carefully, much gentler this time. He hadn't meant to be so rough; he just couldn't quite contain himself. She said the words, and he had to have her, had to make her his, be hers.Zoey's face relaxed into contentment. She was happy that he'd finally taken her, made her his in every way. It didn't matter that he'd hurt her a little, because the rest was pure pleasure, because her heart had never felt so full.They stared at each other as they went at it, painfully slowly at first. But he lost the battle, went back to being impatient and overly eager, didn't want to miss a single chance to make

2019, March 30th & 31st"Leave my son be, Henry. He's happy. For the first time in his life, he looks unburdened," she said, her voice becoming unsteady as she showed him the pictures Bart and Aaron had collected of the newlyweds. There wasn't a single one in which they didn't look happy, truly, beyond a shadow of a doubt happy, even as they fled from place to place. They looked something like she and Henry had in the beginning. Always touching in some way or another, stealing secret glances and kisses and sharing not so secret ones. Forgetting the world and making their own. "He'll call, he always calls. We have a rule about going off of the grid. We always call within 24 hours. He's probably just-" Cassandra's phone rang. Sure enough, it was James. “Hi honey,” she answered, working hard to steady her voice. “Ma? What’s wrong?” “Nothing. I just had something cold to drink, that’s all.” “Sure you did,” he answered suspiciously. But as James was calling his mother while watchin

2019, March 31st & April 1st(Caines - palace)By the time James and Zoey showed up in Caines, it was already midnight. Feeling like they were about to betray everyone, James and Zoey were squeezing each other’s hands tightly as they sat in front of King Henry and Cassandra. “So, you’ve decided then,” said King Henry. “We’re leaving tomorrow morning. I’m taking Zoey on our honeymoon,” James said, kissing her hand. “Where to?” Cassandra asked, her face a mixture of happiness and concern. “We don’t know yet. We’re just going to go,” Zoey answered. King Henry was furious, but he said nothing. Cassandra sighed. “Well, make sure to take lots of pictures and enjoy every moment and check in-”“Damn it, he’s only 19, James!” Henry exploded. “And your sister, she can’t take a crown, not after what happened with her mother. You know how she is; she’s absolutely set on that boy.” “Henry, they’ve made up their minds,” Cassandra said gently. Zoey and James exchanged looks. She did know,