Royals: For Their Royal Heir: An Heir Fit for a King The Pregnant Princess The Prince's Secret Baby (Mills & Boon M&B) by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2018-02-21T23:00:00+00:00

Six

Elizabeth was so quiet on the drive back to the hotel that Rafe could feel his gut twist with worry. She’d started getting weird again when he’d mentioned their fathers and the marriage deal. Mentally he kicked himself. That had upset her before, as well. He should have remembered. What did it matter if she didn’t want to believe she was part of an arranged marriage? Women liked a little romance. Well, he thought, she’d forget about their conversation soon enough when she saw what he had done for her.

He led her back to their room and passed his keycard through the lock, then opened the door and motioned for her to precede him. As she did so, he pressed the button on the entry wall for the lamps in the living area.

Halfway into the room, she stopped dead.

Behind her he was grinning. The florist had done a good job. On the glass table in front of the couch stood a huge crystal vase with an arrangement of red roses, three dozen if they’d done as he ordered, beautifully displayed against a background of greenery and some fine-textured, airy white stuff.

“What’s this?” Her voice sounded strange.

“They’re for you.” He stepped forward and took her hand, drawing it to his lips. “For the mother of my child.”

She half turned and her eyes were wide as she stared up at him. Then she burst into tears and bolted into the bedroom, sobbing.

What the hell—? He was so stunned, he didn’t react at all for a moment.

Then he sprinted to the bedroom door as a feeling of déjà vu assailed him. She wasn’t locking him out again!

But the doorknob turned easily beneath his hand. The bedroom was empty and he could hear water running in the adjoining bathroom. Tentatively he knocked on the door. “Elizabeth?”

“Just a moment.” Her voice sounded strained and muffled.

She didn’t sound as if she planned on camping in there for the night, so he lounged against the closest bureau and waited. It took a while, but finally the doorknob turned and she opened the door. The skin around her eyes was red and puffy, but she wasn’t crying, at least.

He straightened. “What’s wrong?”

She sighed. “Nothing. Thank you for the roses. They’re beautiful.” But her tone was lackluster and she looked at the floor rather than at him. “I’m very tired,” she said. “I’d like to go to bed.”

“All right.” He knew perfectly well she meant alone, but there wasn’t a chance of that. He walked back into the other room and locked the door for the night, then turned off the lights in the living area. By the time he returned, she’d slipped out of the pink dress and wore nothing but the silky undergarments he’d bought her.

She turned, startled, as he came back into the bedroom, but he ignored her reaction, crossing to the bath to turn out the lights. Then he rounded his side of the bed and casually began to undress, removing the tux jacket and unfastening his cuff links and studs.

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