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An omnibus of novels A Royal Mess First shes bumped from first class to coach, then shes robbed, gets soaked in a rainstorm and now is stranded on a ranch full of animals shes afraid of As far as days go, Princess Natalia Brunner has definitely had better ones! If not for the timely rescue by a good-looking cowboy, she would have quit this day long ago. But just like the old Westerns, the sexy Tim Banning has her thinking she should hang up her tiara and stay awhile Her Knight To Remember Some people have no gratitude! When Princess Andrea Brunner saves Kyle Moore from a bad guy, she expects a little appreciation. Instead, the arrogant man insists that he saved her! Impossible! Annie has always been the rescuer. Nothing to do except ignore the gorgeous but misguided cop. Too bad he doesnt see when hes being given the cold shoulder. In fact, he seems intent on making himself unforgettable

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Jill Shalvis

A Royal Mess and Her Knight To Remember

2002

Dear Reader,

How many of you have dreamed about wearing a tiara? Admit it, we all wanted to be princesses, to marry a prince and never have to clean again.

In A Royal Mess and Her Knight To Remember, my princesses find out what its like to live in the real world. Not quite the piece of cake they had imagined. In the real world people dont rush to fulfill their needs. Men dont fall at their feet.

And in the real world, love can blindside. Which is exactly what happens to Natalia and Annie, with two of the most rough-and-tumble, most rugged, most gorgeous men theyve ever seen.

I had so much fun torturing my princesses with real men. I hope you enjoy their stories.

Happy reading!

Jill Shalvis

P.S.-I love to hear from readers! You can reach me at P.O. Box 3945, Truckee, CA 96160-3945.

A Royal Mess

To the real princesses in my life:

Kelsey, Megan and Courtney

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TIMOTHYBANNING needed a vacation from his New York vacation. That wasnt going to happen, and he could brood all he wanted once he got back to his Texas ranch, but for now he had to at least get there.

The airport was mobbed. A typical Sunday afternoon. He braced himself for an overbooked, underfed flight. At least hed gotten a boarding pass, which was more than he could say for the angry crowd currently huddled by the check-in counter.

Grateful to be anyone other than the lone, harassed airline employee trying to soothe too many tempers at once, he got in line to board the plane.

He was exhausted, more mentally than anything else, but visiting his so-called retired grandma did that to him. She was unstoppable-shows, shopping, talking. Nothing a good nap wouldnt cure.

Oh, and note to self: next time Grandma says hang gliding over Central Park, shes not kidding. Tim stretched his sore neck and winced. Shed nearly killed him this time.

And still, shed refused to consider coming back with him to Texas. Refused to even talk about his taking care of her in her golden years.

In front of him was a little girl-maybe five years old-in her mothers arms. She had serious bed head and wore a sundress that said I am Adorable. Wide-eyed, she stared at Tim, loudly sucking and slurping on a bright blue lollipop.

As adorable as she might be, he nonetheless hoped to God she didnt sit near him on the plane.

With an audible smacking sound, she pulled the lollipop out of her mouth and smiled, her teeth and tongue a distinctive shade of blue. Drool dripped down her mothers neck. Tish, careful. Her mother shifted the girls weight to her other arm. Keep that in your mouth, now.

Yeah, Tish, keep that in your mouth.

Tish finally stuffed the lollipop back into her mouth and eyeballed Tims hat. You a cowboy?

Tipping back the Stetson with a finger, he nodded. Yep.

You gots a horse?

Yep.

Does she like sugar?

About as much as Id guess you do.

Tish grinned and sucked on her lollipop some more.

The line to get onto the plane hadnt moved. In fact, the crowd pressed in slightly, shifting him closer to Tish and her sticky, blue lollipop.

Chaos continued to reign around him; loud passengers, the crackling of the intercoms, the weary voices of the airline employees and the smell of plane.

Quite different from his usual setting of gently rolling hills and the call of cattle.

Excuse me. A supremely irritated female voice rung out behind him. I want on this flight.

Tim glanced over his shoulder and did a double take. The leather-wearing, silver-studded, spiked-hair juvenile delinquent did not match the cultured, demanding voice. Tim spared a moment to feel sorry for the poor attendant facing this newest customer, then gripping his boarding ticket with gratitude, shuffled forward in line with the rest of the lucky ones around him.

Maam, the ticket clerk said. This flight is overbooked.

What?

Weve oversold the flight, the ticket clerk said calmly. Now we can-

I dont care if you oversold the entire state of New York! She sure didnt sound like a teenager. Im holding a ticket that entitles me to a first-class seat. Now find my boarding pass.

Tim shook his head at the queen-to-peasant tone. His line was moving now, even if only at the pace of a snail. Only three people left ahead of him, and in a moment hed be on the plane, snoozing.

Then, finally there was just Tish and her lollipop extraordinaire. Soon hed be prone, eyes closed, lost in dreamland. Tim stepped on board, and smiled at the pretty redheaded flight attendant when she moved in front of him to serve a drink to someone already seated in first class.

Hi, she said breathlessly, once again squeezing her hot little bod in front of his to get back to her station.

Suddenly catching some Zs took a back seat to his second-favorite hobby.

Women.

But unfortunately for him, it was just a spectator hobby, as most women didnt find his demanding, outdoor lifestyle on the ranch conducive to a long-term relationship. No one wanted to take a back seat to a sick horse or a herd of cattle.

The line wasnt moving again, this time thwarted by the crowd of people in front of him fighting for overhead compartment space.

The pretty flight attendant tipped her head up at him, a sweet smile on her lips. Im Fran.

Hi, Fran.

Were swamped today. Her eyes were hot as they ate him up.

Im just glad to be boarding, he said, enough of a red-blooded male to enjoy her frank appreciation of his body-a body that was so tired he was practically weaving in the aisle. Give him his dawn-to-dusk job of running a ranch over sight-seeing and grandma rustling any day. But finally he could move, and with a last smile for Fran, he found his seat.

He could still hear the furious demands of the passengers not as lucky as he ringing in his ears-the ones who hadnt checked in the requisite hour ahead of time, the ones foiled by both heavy spring storms and an airline that had sold more seats than they had available.

Not his problem. With a wide yawn, he tipped his hat over his eyes, and attempted to stretch his long legs-which resulted in two bruised knees. But hed long ago learned to sleep anywhere, anytime, and today was no exception. As he drifted off to the tune of a flight attendants pleas to stow any additional items beneath the seats, he sent out one last, no doubt useless hope that the two seats beside him would remain empty.

It was not going to happen on an overbooked flight, so he adjusted that thought tomay whoever land here please be small and quiet. Very quiet.

Slowly he drifted off, only to be jerked awake when someone behind him kicked his seat. Opening his eyes and craning his neck, Tim encountered a set of green eyes and a blue, drooling, grinning mouth.

Hi, Cowboy! Tish the lollipop queen grinned and waved, popping her mother in the nose.

With an inward groan, Tim waved and turned back, closing his eyes again, this time dozing off to a rousing rendition of Old MacDonalds Farm.

THE NEXT TIME Tim was rudely awoken, he expected that it was Tish again, and he feigned sleep in the hope shed ignore him.

It wasnt Tish.

From beneath his hat he caught a glimpse of long, toned legs sporting black combat boots as the passenger plopped huffily into the seat next to him.

Unfriggingbelievable, muttered the jailbait juvenile delinquent from the check-in counter. Shed gotten a seat after all, and as luck would have it, right beside him.

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