Starstruck
Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop.
Prince Robert lifted his head and whinnied, to the delight of all six people riding in the horse-drawn carriage.
In the back row, Alyssa Chambers snuggled under the blanket, a cup of warm cider held tightly in her hand. The soft strains of Bing Crosby crooning "Winter Wonderland" drifted back from the speakers hidden low on the carriage side walls. Colored holiday lights sparkled in the fog, the mist giving them an ethereal quality that seemed appropriate for the Christmas season.
The carriage moved steadily down the street, providing Alyssa and the other passengers a stunning view of the ornate homes in Dallas's Highland Park neighborhood, now shining and sparkling for the holidays.
"Oh, man," Claire Daniels moaned. "Isn't this just the most romantic night ever?"
Beside her, Alyssa turned, brows raised. "Um, ... read full excerpt from Starstruck ebook