At thirty thousand feet, assassins invade the first class cabin and put a knife to my throat. Then one of the passengers hurls them aside like they're nothing. The gorgeous, gruff giant who saves me is Garrett Buchanan, a former Marine. When we uncover a conspiracy to murder me, he becomes the only one I can trust. To stay alive, we must go on the run together.

He's nothing like the men back home. He's as big and rugged as the Texas landscape. He might call me "Your Highness" but those blue eyes burn the clothes right off my body. I have to swap my dress and tiara for jeans and a plaid shirt and he shows me an America full of horses and sunsets and kisses in the rain. But the conspiracy goes further than we dreamed. To save my country, I must return home and take the throne long before I'm ready. And to protect me, Garrett must put on a suit and become a palace guard, forbidden to touch me, let alone kiss me.

I know we can't be together. I know princesses don't get to fall in love. So what do I do? Because I've completely fallen for this man.

Standalone romantic suspense with guaranteed HEA and no cliffhanger