Chapter 2
Renee’s new strappy sandals sank into the plush thick blue carpet as she stepped inside the jet. Her bohemian skirt swirled around her ankles and her ivory peasant top was layered in lace. Decadent. The small windows along the side were the only things in common with the flight she'd taken commercially to Paris. There were no rows of seats. Instead it seemed like a living room in the sky.
Kristin followed in her sneakers and jeans, her face pale. She must be nervous, poor thing. She had to decide if she wanted to marry the prince. Renee understood this was a once in a lifetime opportunity for her, and she'd encourage her to seize the moment. She offered a huge grin.
Kristin sighed. "This jet is nicer than our apartment."
"Shh." Renee dropped her hobo purse next to a seat by a
