The Prince and the Double Shot by Shane K Morton

When Zane made me a coffee – I had no idea that what he had actually brewed me was magic! I had a thing for gingers, but we could not be a match. There were rules about this kind of thing!
Losing Petra destroyed me. Our love was gone, and so was my life. How long can someone be a shadow before they completely fade away? I had watched, and it was awful.
My time of mourning, at my mother’s orders, had to come to an end, and she knew the perfect place for me to heal – Princadelphia in America… I hadn’t been overly excited by the trip. But the place had surprised me.
Too many emotions flooded through me as I explored and tried to find some semblance of joy again. I didn’t deal well with emotions. Royalty never did.
But Zane, the barista/lifeguard who works at the hotel, had begun to pierce my armor. How was I to know that my new love might actually destroy me? His secret threatened to destroy us all – my heart most of all. How could I ever trust him? How could I stop my heart from jumping when he walked into the room?