It felt like a stab to the gut, thinking of undoing this image I’d made just for me and turning it into something for other people. “I get that. What are you thinking?”
She crossed her arms, thinking. “You could borrow one of your mother’s dresses?”
I looked at the clock. “If I go now, I can pick something. But Neena’s the only one who could alter it quickly enough, and she needs to finish my schedule for next week. And I have a lunch date.”
She clasped her hands together. “Ohhhhh.”
“Seriously? As if it wasn’t bad enough to have my grandmother tell Fox how cute he is.”
Lady Brice wrapped her arms around herself and laughed. “Did she really?”
“There’s no stopping that woman.”
“It must run in the family. Hurry. Go pick a dress.”
“Okay. Send for Hale. I’m sure he’s just as skilled as Neena, and I guess we’ll find out how fast he is. And make a bullet point list for me for tonight. I’m terrified I’m going to blank.”
“I’m on it.”
I hurried into the hallway, hoping Mom hadn’t been released from the hospital wing yet because I was going to feel wholly awful if I bothered her by looking for a dress in her room. No more than two steps out the door, I saw Gunner waiting for me. He popped off the bench immediately and bowed.
“Hi. Is everything all right?” I asked, coming over.
“Yeah,” he said. “Well, except that I’m probably about to do something so incredibly stupid that I can feel my heartbeat banging in my feet.”
“Oh, please don’t. I’ve had enough stupid to last a lifetime.”
He chuckled. “No, it’s not like that. I just … I wanted to ask you for something.”
I raised my eyebrows, proceeding with caution. “All right. You have two minutes.”
He gulped loudly. “Okay, wow. So I’m really flattered that you kept me in the top six. It made me feel like I did something right, though I’m still clueless as to what that was.”
I shrugged. “Your poem made me laugh. Laughter is important.”
He smiled. “I agree, but it kind of proves my point.” He fidgeted with his hands. “It’s just, this far in, with you so busy and with me never having had one-on-one time with you, I was wondering how good my chances are.”
“It’s a fair question. But I can’t really answer it right now. I have so much to figure out.”
“Exactly,” he replied enthusiastically. “So I am going to ask for something ridiculous. Could I kiss you?”
I stepped back. “Excuse me?”
“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. But I think a kiss can say a lot. I think one kiss would be enough for you to know if it’s worth me pursing you or you pursuing me.”
There was something sweet about his request, like even though a picture of me kissing Kile had been plastered across the country, he still didn’t think it was a given that I’d just go and kiss anyone. And that he’d learned enough from Jack’s expulsion to move with care. That alone made me want to give him what he was asking for. But to do this, to potentially lose a final suitor without even trying to know him better? It felt foolish.
“You could be a prince. You could have more money than you knew what to do with, be so famous people who don’t even have televisions would know your face. Are you willing to bet all of that on one kiss?”
“I’m willing to bet your happiness and mine on it.”
I inhaled, thinking. “Okay.”
“Yes?”
“Yes.”
Once the surprise wore off, Gunner placed his hand on my waist. He lowered his face to mine, stopping momentarily to laugh.
“This is a bit surreal.”
“I’m waiting, sir.”
He smiled just before our lips touched. There were plenty of good things about the kiss. His mouth wasn’t rigid, and he didn’t try to stick his tongue down my throat. He also smelled pretty good, though not like cinnamon or flowers or anything recognizable. Overall, I would say not bad.
But then, the fact that I could make that assessment as it was going on …
Gunner pulled away, pressed his lips together, and considered.
“No, right?”
He shook his head. “I don’t think so. Not that it was bad!”
“It just wasn’t that good.”
“Exactly.” His stance shifted in relief. “Thank you so much for this experience, but I think it’s time for me to head home.”
I smiled. “You sure? You’re welcome to stay for the Report, go home in the morning.”
“Nah.” He smiled bashfully. “I think if I stayed, I’d try to talk myself back into it. You might be the most beautiful girl I’ll ever meet, but … I don’t think you’re the girl for me. I’d hate to find a reason why you could be when I’ve been trying to tell myself for a while that it was unlikely.”
I held out my hand. “I respect that. Best of luck to you, sir.”
Gunner shook my hand. “And to you, Your Highness.”
As Gunner made his way to the stairwell, I saw a butler escorting Hale toward Mom’s room. I waved him over, though his eyes were on my dismissed suitor as they passed.
“What was Gunner doing up here?” he asked.
“Making a choice. Come with me. I need your hands.”