boy and make sure he treats you like a lady.”
“ I will and thank you for making me feel pretty.”
His heart tightened. “You’re more than pretty, you’re beautiful. I love you in that blue t-shirt you know. Then again, I always like you in blue.”
A strange expression crossed her face. “You told me that already, when I came out of the bathroom.”
He smiled and nodded. “Well, I’m telling you again.”
She giggled again and glanced at her watch. “I’m going to miss the bus.” She carried him over to the glass tank. “Have a good day, I’ll tell you about mine when I get home.”
Careful not to drop him, she lifted him to her face and kissed him softly. Her hand lowered him down and by the time he realized Chloe had kissed him she’d run out of the bedroom and was descending the stairs.
A searing pain shot through his body and his blood now boiled beneath his flesh. He couldn’t breathe and he debated about calling for Chloe. The front door slammed from below, too late he couldn’t. His stomach knotted and his body jerked so hard he went sailing out of the tank. His entire body and soul flamed as if on fire and his feet hit the cool hard wood of the floor. He blinked and stared down at his two feet and wiggled his toes.
“ I’m human again.” He glanced around. “I’m human again, standing naked in Chloe’s bedroom. Not good.” He walked into the bathroom, grabbed a towel, and wrapped the thick terry around his waist. Never had he been more thankful the women of the house were gone. “Albert!” he called and stepped into the hall and didn’t hear anything. “Albert!”
Albert stepped in the hall and his eyes widened. “Who the hell―”
Fear, surprise and several other emotions flooded through him, but first and foremost, desperation in Albert believing his next words. “It’s me , Luciano, we have a huge problem.”
The older man shook his head in disbelief and waved him into his office down the hallway. “Come.”
He padded down the hall and stepped into the office he had come with Chloe a few times. “The spell…”
His friend shook his head. “What happened and why are you no longer a frog?”
“ Chloe kissed me in a hurry to go meet the football player kid. I already don’t think her going was a good idea. However, I have bigger problems.”
“ You’re human again.” Albert frowned. “Chloe kissed you?”
Oh hell.
“In a friend sort of way, you know I mean the world to her.”
His friend nodded and raked his gaze over him. “That I do. No clue what possessed her to kiss a frog—no offense.”
“None taken.”
Albert cleared his throat. “You need to call your father.”
Luciano’s emotions spun with the ferocity of a tornado as he tried to piece together what had happened. “Can we start with clothes and maybe real food?”
“Of course, I have something you can slip on until we can take you for more suited attire.” Albert blinked. “I can’t believe you’re really a prince. He narrowed his gaze to Luciano’s eyebrow. “That’s one hell of a scar; you’re still a good looking kid though. My girls would think so I’m sure.”
He spun around and glanced in the glass of the cabinet on the bookshelf. A long thick scar ran above his brow , down to his temple and stopped at his cheek bone on the one side. The marking from the fingernail of a witch had destroyed his once handsome face. He didn’t think once, that the mark to his flesh would be this bad. Hurt, betrayal and a sense of loss for the man he’d once been hit his heart like a sharp blade and pierced through to his soul. “I suppose I should call my father and tell him I’m coming home.”
What he wanted to do was hide his face from the world.
“We can call him after we get some clothes for you and some food. Then we’ll book you on a flight home. Of course, you’re more than welcome to stay, but I think you need to go to your father. A lot has happened since you’ve been
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