Royally Claimed by Marie Donovan

Author:Marie Donovan [Donovan, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: A Real Prince
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-10-13T23:00:00+00:00

JULIA FLIPPED THE LAST pancake onto her plate and sat down across from Frank at the kitchen island.

“This is such a treat for me, Julia. I can’t tell you how much I miss American food sometimes.” Frank was eating his third pancake along with chouriço and fresh fruit.

Julia suppressed a smile. Portuguese sausage on the side and local honey on top weren’t typically American additions, but she was happy to cook for him, happy to have an appetite. Just happy to share a life with him.

Breakfast. Share a breakfast with him. She shook her head and poured some honey onto her pancake.

“What would you like to do today, Julia? We could go to the beach or hang out next to the pool.”

She wiggled her fork at him. “Those walls aren’t going to get painted on their own.”

“We have a couple more days before I need to get the workmen from São Miguel.”

Julia shook her head. “Frank, I thought you had a long list of items to fix on your to-do list for Stefania’s honeymoon. We can’t spend the whole time in bed.”

“We can’t?” He gave her a disappointed look.

It did sound wonderful, but she drew on her deep-seated sense of responsibility. “No, we can’t. Not unless you want Stefania and Dieter to have a red-and-pink cabbage-rose bedroom and leaky faucet.”

He lifted a black brow. “Stefania and Dieter are madly in love, will be newly married and alone for the first time in several weeks. I don’t think they will be worrying about ugly bedspreads and plumbing deficiencies.”

Julia shook her head. “But doesn’t she deserve a beautifully romantic hideaway?”

He crumbled, just like she knew he would. He loved Stefania as much as one of his own sisters. “Of course.” He stood and pulled her into his arms. “I just hate to have the island overrun with workmen yet.” He nuzzled her neck.

She tipped her head to the side to allow him easier access. “Then we’ll do some of it ourselves.”

“Ourselves?” He looked skeptical, as if she meant “himself” while she stood around being decoratively useless.

“Yes, ourselves. My condo in Boston was a wreck when I bought it and I was the one who did most of the rehab. My dad did the electrical, but taught me to do the plumbing. After that, painting and carpentry work was a breeze.”

“Really?”

“I’m a handy girl.”

“And I’m a handy man.” He demonstrated that by sliding his hands down to squeeze her bottom. She wore thin knit exercise shorts and his hand was hot on her skin.

She giggled. “Very handy indeed. But what do you say, Frank? Let’s fix the place up together, and then you can bring over the workers for the bigger projects.”

“You’re going to be a distraction.”

“A bad one?” She wiggled against him.

He nibbled her earlobe. “What do you think?”

“A good distraction. But rolling around in bed won’t get the renovations done. If we don’t do anything, we’ll have to get outside help that much sooner, and that means losing our privacy.”

He frowned at that idea.

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