His Two Royal Secrets. Caitlin Crews

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      And they both turned and stared at Pia as if she was some kind of roadside curiosity.

      “If your sister is or isn’t pregnant, that is no concern of mine,” the man said.

      Far less amiably.

      Just in case Pia had wondered if it was possible to feel worse about all of this. Look at that! It was. She rubbed at her chest as if that could make her heart stop pounding the way it was. Or at least, ache less.

      “Pia,” Matteo said, dark and furious. “Is this the man?”

      “Have you forgotten where we are?” she managed to ask, though she was barely able to breathe.

      “It’s a simple question,” her brother bit off.

      “Once again, the state of your sister’s womb has nothing to do with me,” the man said.

      And he wasn’t just a man.

      If Pia had been going to throw away a lifetime of doing the right thing and making the correct choice over any old man, she would have done it years ago. This man was beautiful. Those gorgeous eyes and silky dark hair, a jawline to inspire the unwary into song and poetry, and shoulders to make a girl cry. This man had walked into the party where Pia had already been feeling awkward and out of place, and it was as if a light shone upon him. It was as if his bones were like other people’s, but sat in him differently. Making him languid. Easy.

      His smile had been all of that, plus heat, when he’d aimed it at her, there beneath some modern art installation that looked to Pia’s eye like an exclamation point. In bronze.

      But best of all, this man hadn’t had any idea who she was.

      She could always tell. It was the way they said her name. It was a certain gleam in their eyes. But he’d had none of it.

      He’d liked her. Just her.

      Just Pia.

      She’d planned to hold on to that. She’d wanted to hold on to that. But it seemed that would be one more thing she didn’t get to have.

      “Thank you so much for asking about my private life, Matteo,” she said to her brother now. In a decent impression of her mother’s iciest tone, which came more naturally than she’d expected. “But as a matter of fact, I have only ever had sex with one person.”

      Then she looked at the man before her, and her memories wouldn’t do her any good, so she cast them aside. No matter how beautiful he was. “And I regret to inform you, but that one person was you.”

      But that didn’t have the effect she expected it to have.

      Because all the beautiful man before her did was laugh.

      At her, if she wasn’t mistaken.

      “Like hell,” he said.

      And that was when Matteo punched him.

      Right in the face.

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