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She shot him a look from beneath thick, sweeping false lashes. “Don’t let your mouth write checks your dick can’t cash.”
Chapter Two
Prince Jameson & Duchess Enjoy a Night Out in L.A.
Prince Jameson and his new love, rap artist and entrepreneur Duchess, had a special night out attending the premiere of the romantic comedyBoy, Bye!, starring Duchess’s BFF, Nyla Patterson.
Leona McLaren
E! Online
It took serious restraint to hold back a bark of laughter at his confused expression. She’d explain that one later, in private, when she could tell... and show. Dani waved one last time to the crowd as Vicky escorted them inside the theater.
Done with the spectacle that was the red carpet, Dani was ready to loosen up. But if outside had been the main course, in here was the after dinner digestif. Their arrival to the event had sent attendees into a shouting frenzy. The celebrities in the building were taking the opposite approach. The incessant buzz of conversation ceased almost immediately. But the end result was the same.
They were still the undivided focus of everyone around them.
“Nowthisfeels familiar,” Jameson said, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
Dani scoped the pointed looks and attempts to get her attention from some pretty famous faces. An actress smiled brightly when she caught Dani’s eye and a player from her ex-boyfriend’s basketball team waved. She returned their greetings but didn’t invite anyone over.
It had already been difficult socializing in the entertainment business; trying to discern who wanted to be your friend because of who you were versus what you could do for them. Since Jameson’s speech, she had found that doubly true. Her DMs had exploded. In and of itself, nothing new; folks were always reaching out to her. But now she was hearing from people who’d once thought her distasteful as a rapper but now felt the royal shine made her acceptable.
Fuck that.
And fuck them.
Dani shook off those thoughts. “That’s what I was hoping. We spent so much time by ourselves that I thought you needed a refresher on life back in the spotlight.”
“Not necessary. Once uni starts, my time in the spotlight will be greatly reduced.”
The fall semester at the University of Birmingham began in early September and, although that was several weeks away, as a professor of philosophy, Jameson had said he’d need to get back to prepare.
They hadn’t talked about how they were going to handle the months apart until they could be together again, but they needed to. Dani had been so wrapped up in having him with her that she hadn’t wanted to allow the cold reality of their situation to seep in. Back in the U.K. it had seemed so simple. They were both privileged, wealthy individuals who were desperately in love. They could find a way to make it work.
The time was coming when they would have to put that thought to the test.
“Have you heard from the palace?” she asked, adjusting the lapel on his jacket. Not that it was needed. It was perfect, as usual. She just liked touching him. “Do you know if they have any events planned for you? You’ve been off the radar for a bit. I imagine the queen would love to show you off.”
“You make me sound like a fucking show pony,” he growled.
“I do think of you as my own personal royal stud.”
The heat in his gaze could singe her dress off. “Then feel free to ride me whenever the need arises.”
Her lips twitched. “So that’s a no?”
He sighed. “I haven’t heard from her and neither has my staff.”
Dani couldn’t imagine why his grandmother hadn’t reached out to him, but she hoped he was ready for the very real possibility that the queen still considered him a senior member of the family and a working royal. There was no way she was going to let him take his high approval rating and retreat back into his ivory tower when the events from the tribute and their love story had made him the most popular royal since Prince John.
He slid his hand to her waist. “We’ll have to schedule FaceTime calls...”
Her heart stalled, then thudded in her chest. “Anything in particular you want to discuss, Your Royal Highness?”
His glittery gaze skimmed her body, leaving ripples of sensation in their wake. “How well you take directions.”
Her breasts swelled against her bodice. “It depends on who’s giving the directions and what they’re asking me to do.”
