I didn’t want a princess. But duty called…
I’d never been a one-woman man.
It wasn’t personal.
I just liked the lack of responsibility.
The guilt-free walk away every morning.
But being a prince had its pros and cons.
One con was that I need to marry. STAT.
And another was that the lucky gal needed to be of “royal” pedigree.
So, naturally, I expected an undesirable match.
Some toffee-nosed, plain Jane, high-maintenance type.
Well, imagine my surprise when my betrothed turned out to be a community college teacher.
And not just any teach.
The HOT and comely Celia.
Smooth mocha skin.
Perfectly contoured curves.
Knee-bending eyes.
A bittersweet blend of innocence and sassiness.
Hmm…
It was almost a shame that our nuptial was a temporary deal.
A win-win for both of us –
I fulfill my royal obligations,
And she gets a sh*t-ton of cash and a one-way ticket back to the States.
Simple and straightforward, with a one-year timeline.
The baby, however, was not part of the plan…
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