Waking Up in Vegas: HarperImpulse Contemporary Romance by Romy Sommer

Author:Romy Sommer [Sommer, Romy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780007532018
Amazon: B00CCUCDB0
Publisher: HarperImpulse
Published: 2013-05-09T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

It was well past bewitching hour when Max made his escape through the pantry window. With the late night reception, the kitchen staff had worked late and he’d had to wait until they were finished cleaning up and the kitchen was empty.

He scraped his knee on the window ledge as he slid through. This was ridiculous. He was sneaking around to visit his own wife. She should be in his room and in his bed right now. Preferably naked.

Tonight he was going to lay all his cards on the table and tell her everything. Even the dirty linen and the stuff they’d managed to keep out of the papers. And he very much intended to use the upcoming referendum to blackmail her into staying in Westerwald, if that’s what it took.

Let her think this was all a marriage of convenience. It wouldn’t matter. His parents’ marriage had been arranged and they’d been devoted to each other, the sordidness of his mother being pregnant with another man’s child when they married aside.

As soon as he could be sure Phoenix wasn’t going to do another runner, he would set up a meeting with Albert. If the coronation worked out as well as the tourism council believed it would, then the prospect of a royal wedding ought to make his cabinet’s day.

Since it was Friday night and the streets were far more crowded than usual, he had to take a circuitous route to get to Phoenix’s apartment.

In the little courtyard before her apartment, a teenage couple sat intertwined on a wooden bench half hidden by a draping vine. He grinned. Seems like love was in the air tonight.

Angry indie rock music pumped from Phoenix’s apartment. He took the stairs two at a time to knock on her door. It was a long moment before she answered. While he waited, the couple on the bench below paid him no attention. He didn’t blame them. When he was with Phoenix the rest of the world had a tendency to disappear too.

She opened the door and the music was instantly deafening. Then she leaned against the doorjamb, blocking his way, arms crossed over her chest. Oh-oh.

He cast a glance over his shoulder. “May I come in?”

“If I don’t let you in, will you have me arrested, Your Highness?”

Shit.

He attempted levity. “Not unless you enjoy the idea of handcuffs.” From the look on her face, humour clearly wasn’t going to do it. “Or unless you want your neighbours asking questions.”

She opened the door wider and stepped back. He crossed the threshold and shut the door behind him.

Phoenix kept her arms crossed over her chest and didn’t budge. She clearly had no idea what it did to her cleavage. And the anger flashing in her deep, dark eyes got completely the opposite reaction going in him. She was even more beautiful when she was angry.

The music battered over them. He nodded to the MP3 player hooked up beside the bed. “We need to talk.”

She moved to turn

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