The problem with meeting a prince is that you might just fall in love with him.

I'm finally on the dream vacation I've been planning for years with my best friend, and it's amazing. Until I bump into a guy, and he spills his hot coffee all over me. And the jerk doesn't even apologize! When fate brings us back together, I discover he isn't just any ordinary jerk. He's a prince jerk.

Or is he? I mean when he isn't throwing coffee at me, he can actually be pretty sweet. He offered to show us around his country, personally. That's not an offer you say no to. My best friend is called back to work early, which leaves the prince all for me. Who's lucky? This girl!

I just need to remind myself that he uses his charms on every girl. I'm nothing special. I've seen him in newspapers for years. He's a player.