Romancing Rayne_Special Forces_Operation Alpha by Riley Edwards & Operation Alpha

Author:Riley Edwards & Operation Alpha [Edwards, Riley & Alpha, Operation]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aces Press, LLC
Published: 2018-11-13T06:00:00+00:00

Rayne

Lunch had turned into dinner, and while I was still amazed I’d spent the day with royalty, Ghost had been right; as soon as I’d relaxed, I had a great time. The prince was hilarious. Of course, like any good American royal watcher, I’d read the tabloid stories about his exploits. I wasn’t sure if I was happy or disappointed to learn much of the bad-boy prince stories that had been printed were greatly exaggerated. He was caring and down to earth and positively in love with his wife.

We talked about everything from his charity work to more stories about Afghanistan. Harry even explained why Ghost called him Spike Wells. Who knew, both Prince William and Harry had used code names when they were in college. Prince William was known plainly as Steve, and Prince Harry, being the rebel, chose the name Spike. But what really got him animated and happy was when he spoke about his time in Africa. I was honored when he pulled out his laptop and shared his personal photo collection. The couple planned on spending more time there in the near future. And when they’d invited Ghost and me to come along, I nearly swallowed my tongue.

Meghan and I finished cleaning up the dinner dishes. Yes, Her Royal Highness did dishes. She’d insisted on us cooking and not calling in the staff, explaining she and Spike enjoyed doing normal, everyday things together. Now we were gathered in the living room. The men were enjoying an after-dinner whisky when Oliver offered to pour me a drink.

“No, thank you,” I refused.

He held an empty glass in Meghan’s direction and she, too, declined. I’d noticed, like me, she opted for water with dinner as well.

“What’s wrong with the women tonight? Are you both up the duff or something?”

Meghan’s eyes widened in shock, and Ghost stiffened beside me. I searched my brain trying to decode the British slang but couldn’t remember what it meant.

“You know, a bun in the oven, in the family way, or as you Americans so eloquently put it—knocked up,” Oliver helpfully continued.

“Um . . .” I looked to Ghost, waiting for him to respond. We’d decided to wait until everyone was back from their honeymoons to announce our pregnancy to our friends.

“I cannot confirm nor deny that intel,” Ghost told the room.

“Cheeky bastard.” Oliver laughed. “Congratulations.”

All eyes turned to Spike. If the broad smile of his face and the pretty blush on Meghan’s cheeks were anything to go by, I’d say she was pregnant as well.

“I, too, cannot confirm nor deny. You’ll have to stay tuned and see if an official announcement is made.”

Oliver sat back and crossed his arms over his chest. “Just great. Now babysitting will be added to my official duties. I don’t wipe arses.”

The conversation flowed, and as we were getting ready to leave, Harry turned to me and asked, “Did you have a good day?”

“The best. I really can’t thank you enough. I’ve learned so much, too.”

“Before you leave, do you have any other questions?” he offered.

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