Luca chuckled as he fell back onto the mattress. "Well, I assumed it wasn't 'Prince' like the pop star with the clingy trousers, because that would be weird," he pointed out. He leaned up on his elbows. "They don't have royalty in America, though, do they? Or are you descended from some ancient European line that everyone believes has died out, and you're just biding your time to return and claim your kingdom?" he asked. It all sounded quite romantic, and something that might make a good novel, actually.