The Selective Mute Princess By Samantha Jayne Grubey Book Blitz & Giveaway! {Ends 9/8/22}

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Ethan grabbed two ear defenders and placed one over my head.

He did the same, then he put some glasses on me. We walked forward and we went to the backroom, and I realised he had taken us to a shooting range.

I frowned slightly. What are we doing here?

He began to set the station up, then he pulled my ear defenders off slightly. “I want you to know how to shoot, just in case.”

“So I can shoot you?” I teased.

He kissed my nose and I scrunched it up. He put the ear defenders back on and pulled me forward, then he began to show me where everything was. He pulled the ear defenders up slightly.

“Shoot.” He put it back down and I squeezed the trigger. I jumped a mile and I saw Ethan laugh. I slapped his arm and he smiled. I shot it again, and I didn’t jump as much. I stopped and handed Ethan the gun, then he pulled the paper forward. I took the ear defenders off and looked at it. “You did pretty good,” he said with a smile.

“Thanks,” I said, biting my lip. “What was the point of that?”

“Just in case you ever needed to shoot a gun. I hope you won’t, but…” He shrugged.

“Can you hit the bullseye?”

He nodded.

“Prove it.” He pulled my ear defenders back on as he did with his, and he set up another sheet and sent it back. He waited and then he began to shoot. I pressed my lips to his neck, and I saw him freeze a second before he fired another shot. I wondered if I could ever distract him from it. I felt him fire another four shots before he turned around and crashed his lips to mine. I smiled against his lips and kissed him back. He pulled off the ear defenders and placed them to
the side, and I pulled mine off, letting them rest around my neck. “Did I distract you?”

“No.”

“I think you’re lying.” I kissed him softly, and he wrapped his arms around me and pulled away. “I have faith in you to protect me again.”

“Geez, thanks, babe,” Ethan muttered, rolling his eyes. He pressed his lips to mine again. “What am I going to do with you?”

I shrugged.

“You’re lucky, I’m really fond of you.” He chuckled.

I heard a cough. Ethan turned around and his eyes widened slightly. I noticed he stood straighter and turned, standing in front of me slightly. “Agent Sparks.”

“Sir.” Ethan nodded.

“It’s always fun when he’s caught off guard,” Zane said.

“I hope you have taken your assignment seriously and carefully,” the man said.  “I did not appreciate that phone call from the king about your inappropriate relationship with the princess.”

I frowned slightly. Dad had phoned Ethan’s supervisor? I was so uncomfortable. I reached for Ethan’s hand, and he squeezed it gently.

The man’s eyes went to me, and he shook his head. “Clearly you didn’t listen. You are meant to be protecting the princess.”

“I bet he’s already banged her,” Zane mused.

I shifted uncomfortably. Ethan reached over and punched him in the shoulder. “I haven’t,” Ethan muttered. “Piss off, you aren’t helping.” Zane walked away, shaking his head.

“Sir, I didn’t ever not take protecting her seriously.”

“It does not look that way.”

“He does,” I said quietly. The man looked at me in shock. As much as I didn’t want people to know I talked, I couldn’t let Ethan be told off about not taking this seriously. “He is by my side all the time, and I feel safe with him… more than I have in the past ten years. He does take protecting me seriously, but he also knows how to make me smile and have fun.”

“You can’t tell people that she talks,” Ethan said quickly. “Not public knowledge and a very new thing still.”

“You’ve made quite an impact, haven’t you?” the man asked Ethan.

“Yeah, I have,” he said. “But she has on me, too. It’s different and now the king is very happy because I’m helping the princess come to grips with the outside world, the one she left behind.” He looked at me. “She’s special, I know that. Who knows, after this, she’ll sit on the throne, and she’ll be our queen.”

The man nodded. “Good. As long as you know.”

Ethan nodded. He then picked up his gun and shoved it behind his back. I couldn’t help but wonder if he always kept it there, especially since I never felt it.

“Sir, we have to go,” Ethan said. “It was nice seeing you again.”

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