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He draped an arm along the back of the sofa and she settled into her favorite nook, resting her head against his shoulder as the opening scene projected onto the screen.

“I’m so excited. This is going to be great. Ha! That magicianpalmed that coin. It was so obvious. Oh my God, Costanza! I forgot he was in this.”

Jameson shifted. “Are you going to talk through the whole movie?”

“No!” She pouted. “Well, maybe a little. I have opinions.”

“Yes, you do.” He kissed her and whispered, “But we’re trying not to draw attention to ourselves, right?”

Fine.

She’d do her best, but she wasn’t going to make any promises.

I could get used to this.

The thought unfurled from nowhere. She jerked forward in her seat.

“Everything all right?” Jameson asked, eyes, she was thankful to see, still on the screen.

“Uh-huh.”

She sat back. It would be.

Once she remembered why she was here.

And it definitely didn’t involve getting hung up over a prince who didn’t fit into her plans.

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