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He made her feel really good...and that was bad.

Prince Stephan hadn’t even been here twenty-four hours and already Mandy was getting in over her head. She had to put a stop to this attraction before it went any further. She had to remember that he wasn’t just a good-looking man who set off fireworks in her body.

He was a prince—a wealthy, titled foreigner who’d come to steal her son.

Maybe she ought to write it a hundred times, the way she made her students write things over and over so they’d always remember them. Maybe if she never looked into his eyes again or listened to him talk or laugh or got close to him or thought about him...

Even if she could avoid him—and she didn’t see how she could—getting him out of her thoughts was going to be a lot tougher.