Too Ordinary for the Duke?. Melissa James

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car moved through the gate, and it closed behind them. The yacht Jazmine had called small was enormous, at least two hundred feet—which begged the question: what size was the big yacht? — and, judging by the appointments on the outside, absolutely oozed luxury. It bobbed in the calm waters before her in a silent siren call. Come and play …

      Playing wasn’t on the agenda. All she needed to do was to get on board safely, spend a few days there until Mikhail left Hellenia, then she could return to her safe, anonymous life.

      “Hurry, oh, please hurry,” she murmured, feeling urgency grab hold of her.

      In answer, Lysander murmured quiet words into an intercom-style phone—and she saw the gangplank move and a larger one take its place a level down. It was wide enough for a car … and a dark, gaping hole had opened high up in the yacht.

      Lysander drove into the yacht’s hull, and blessed cool darkness filled the car, like a benediction of safety.

      “Thank you, Lysander,” she breathed as the hole closed up behind them and she heard the engines start up. “Please, let’s take off—push off—whatever it is boats do.”

      She heard a choked-off sound as he opened his door and came around to open hers. In the darkness, his face glowed in the subdued lighting of the limo—and she saw he was laughing. It didn’t matter if his lips were under total control, his dimples danced, just as his eyes did—and the combination fascinated her. “Aye, aye, Miss Mari. I’ll go to the Captain right away and convey your orders to him.”

      She felt intense relief fill her. “So you’re coming with me?” And she was not thinking of having his company for the next few days—just the fact that she wouldn’t be alone.

      His eyes darkened as the laughter died. “The Queen’s letter makes it perfectly clear—I’m to look after you.” The slight bow of his head was touched with respect and filled with irony. “So until my orders change, Miss Mitsialos, your wish is my command.”

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