Chapter 19
The first few days back home were as close to magical as we could get, considering we were under my family’s watchful eyes at the palace and under media scrutiny any time we ventured out. But since I knew I had to return to work next week, we spent as much time as we could outside, enjoying the temperate October weather. We drove down the coastline to admire the panoramic views of theocean and the amazing Monégasque architecture.
The day after our arrival, we got up early so I could take her to my grand-mère’s rose garden before it opened to the public. We walked hand in hand on the paths, looking at the different flowers and hedges. When we reached the center fountain, Hannah had to throw a coin to make a wish.
“I need a coin.” Hannah patted the pockets of her slacks, butcame up empty. “Do you have a coin?”
I rolled my eyes. A coin? I couldn’t remember the last time I had to bother to carry currency, let alone change. I knew my pockets would be empty as well. Instead of double-checking, I beckoned to one of my guards a few feet away. “Dimitri? Do you have a coin? Hannah wants to make a wish.”
Hannah’s face turned bright red as all our security guards pattedtheir pants pockets until finally Nicolas came up with a two-cent coin. Hannah accepted it from him with a murmured“Merci.”Closing her eyes tightly, she turned her back to the fountain, then threw the coin over her shoulder where it landed with a soft plop. She kept her eyes closed for a moment or two longer before opening them and giving me a tremulous smile.
I grabbed her hand and pulledher to me. “What’s wrong? I thought wishes were supposed to make you happy. Hopeful.”
“It was. I am. I think I am, anyway.”
But still I was suspicious. “What did you wish for?”
“I can’t tell you.”
“What? Why?”
“Because then it won’t come true. Haven’t you ever heard that before?”
I honestly couldn’t remember a time when I took a second and made a wish, let alone remembered the superstitionsthat went with it. Certainly not since I became an adult, and definitely not since my brother died. Waving a hand at Nicolas, I asked him in French for another coin. Hannah smiled as he passed the coin to me. Mimicking her stance, I closed my eyes and thought for a second. There were so many things I could wish for—my family, my country, myself—but deep in my heart there was only one thing atthat moment I wanted most. Opening my eyes, I looked directly into Hannah’s, then threw my borrowed coin over my shoulder as I wished with all my might that Hannah’s wish would come true.
“I want to ask what you wished for that would put that look on your face.” Hannah closed the distance between us with a smile. “But unlike some people, I know better.”
“Thank you,mon chou.” I brushed the hairaway from her eyes. “I can always count on you to keep me honest.” I gave her a gentle kiss, and we continued our tour of the gardens, hand in hand as our hips bumped compatibly against each other.
After an afternoon of mind-blowing sex and a delicious meal served in our suite—there was no way I would let my brother separate us on opposite ends of the palace, or chance running into him in thedining room—I got up to paw through Hannah’s closet.
“What are you doing?” Hannah rolled over in our bed and pushed herself up on one arm.
“Did the other designer dresses that you didn’t pick for the banquet get packed up? Wait, never mind, here they are.” I grabbed five of the dresses and carried them over to the bed.
“I take it we’re going out tonight?” Hannah asked with a laugh.
“You wantto see the sights, so I’m showing you my town my way. Pick something out and get ready. We leave in an hour.”
“An hour? Really?”
“What?”
“I’m going to start a drinking game. Every time you say ‘We leave in an hour,’ take a drink.” Hannah stood up gloriously naked.
I know she said something more, but I was spellbound by the way her tits swayed and bounced with her movements as she sorted throughthe pile of dresses. I about swallowed my tongue when she leaned over to look at some detail on one of the dresses and her thighs parted.
“…don’t you think?”
“Mmm-hmm.” If I tilted my head just slightly I could see—
“Did you hear what I said?” Hannah looked at me over her shoulder, and I suddenly had a mental picture of taking her that way. Her on her knees in front of me. Her hair in my hand.Me thrusting until we were both—
“Luc!” Hannah twirled around, holding a black dress in front of her like it was a shield. Or like I hadn’t spent the better part of an hour licking and kissing every part of her. “Seriously? We had sex ten minutes ago. You cannot be ready to go again.”
I looked down at my lengthening dick, then smirked at Hannah. “Someone appears to disagree with you.”
“Wha—no.You can’t give me an hour deadline to get ready for a black-tie whatever we’re going to and then horn in on my time.” She broke off her tirade and squealed when I rushed her.
