Vows To Save His Crown (Mills & Boon Modern) by Kate Hewitt

Author:Kate Hewitt [Hewitt, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mills & Boon Modern
Published: 2020-06-24T23:00:00+00:00

Mateo scrubbed his gritty eyes as he tried to refocus on the report he was reading. He’d barely slept last night, having spent the last forty-eight hours on the move in the north, trying to arrange a meeting with the leader of the insurgents gathering there.

Despite the unrest, the realisation of his marriage and ascension to the throne had made them more willing to consider a compromise, thank heaven. His marriage to Rachel was already paying dividends.

Rachel. He hadn’t seen her in several days, and barely before that. Barely since the kiss on the balcony, when they’d as good as sealed the deal. He wondered how she was now, if she was coping with all the change and busyness. He told himself she was too sensible to have cold feet, but he wished he could see her. He’d make time tomorrow, he promised himself. At least, he’d try to.

A soft footfall outside had him tensing. The palace was nearly impregnable and teeming with security. He wasn’t nervous, not exactly...just conscious that he’d spent the last few days negotiating with desperate men who were little more than terrorists, and if they wanted to put an end to him, before his wedding would be the time to do it.

‘Mateo...?’ The voice was soft, low, and wonderfully familiar.

‘In here.’

The door creaked open and Rachel peeked her head in, smiling with relief when she saw him. ‘I’ve been wandering around in my nightgown, which I realised is probably not the best idea. Certainly not queenly behaviour.’

‘Well, you’re not a queen yet.’ Mateo smiled, pleasure at seeing her like honey in his veins. She was wearing an ivory dressing gown that was all silk and lace and hugged her sweet curves lovingly.

She caught him looking at her and, grimacing, spread her arms wide. ‘Isn’t this the most ridiculous thing ever? Francesca insists it’s perfectly appropriate night-time attire for a queen, but I feel a bit like—I don’t know—Lady Godiva.’

‘As I recall, Lady Godiva was meant to be naked, as well as on a horse.’

‘Right.’ Rachel laughed huskily. ‘Well, you know what I mean.’

Yes, he did. Just as he knew that with the lamplight behind her and her arms spread, Rachel might as well be naked. Out of decency he knew he should inform her of the fact, but he didn’t want to embarrass her—and he was enjoying the view.

‘Anyway.’ She dropped her arms and moved towards him, so the robe became seemly again, more was the pity. ‘Where have you been? How are you? I haven’t seen you since—well, since the balcony.’

She blushed at that, which Mateo liked. He might have been trying to keep Rachel at arm’s length, but the memory of that kiss was scorched onto his brain. And after several days of having her much farther away than his arm, he was enjoying her company far too much to put up the usual barriers.

‘I know, I’m sorry. I’m afraid I have had much to command my attention.’

‘You don’t have to apologise.’ She perched on the edge of his desk, giving him a small smile.

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