Back Duke, Actually
Chapters (35)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Epilogue
  30. Acknowledgments
  31. About the Author
  32. Announcement
  33. Excerpt
  34. Also by Jenny Holiday
  35. About the Publisher

Well, no. Dani hardly got to see Leo. She had to remind herself that Leo was the reason she was there. So when he popped his head in to yet another dress fitting and invited her to have a pint with him, she had to say yes.

Again, she had to remind herself that “had” to say yes was the wrong way to think about it.

“And here I thought having you in the wedding was going to mean I would actually get to see you,” Leo said after they’d ordered at the pub in the village.

“Yeah, sorry, who knew going to royal wedding finishing school would be so time-consuming?”

“If I’d known you could be gone from New York for so long, I would have tried to lure you here earlier.”

She didn’t know what to say to that. She’d felt weird telling Leo she was spending a week in Riems with Max before she came to the palace. So weird that she hadn’t told him until a few days before her departure.

“Did you have fun with Max?”

“Why are you saying it like that?”

“I’m not saying it like anything.”

“Okay, sorry.”

“I thought you were post-men.”

“See! You are saying it like something.” She paused, told herself to rein in the defensiveness, and started over. “I am post-men. Max is a friend.” She poked him in the shoulder. “Like you.” Then, feeling like she should say more, added, “I’m sorry we haven’t talked as much lately. That’s on me.” Because I’ve been too wrapped up in Max.

“No, it’s my fault.” He made a face. “This wedding is going to be the end of me. I knew Marie wasn’t going to be a bridezilla, but I wasn’t counting on Mr. Benz.”

“He’s very . . . thorough, isn’t he?”

“I owe him a lot, and we’ve actually become friends—sort of—but damn, sometimes I want to throttle him.”

Leo and Marie’s happiness was due to Mr. Benz, as hard as that was to fathom. He’d set things up so they were able to overcome the king’s objection to their union. Dani wanted to ask about that. How did one overcome such objections?

But why did she want to ask that?

“How was Riems?” Leo asked.

“It was great for a while. Max made me a writing space, and I got a ton of work done.”

“But only for a while?”

“His parents came home unexpectedly early from a trip.”

“Ah.”

“Have you met them?”

“I have.” He curled his lip.