Chapter 4

I had to give Alexander credit, though. He had stamina, and he had patience to spare.

He lay there with his arms folded behind his head, perfectly at ease, while candlelight flickered in those deep eyes of his, and my face burned hot enough to glow.

He smiled, "What's the matter? Where's all that boldness you had when you were flirting with me?"

I gritted my teeth, steeled myself, and reached for his belt.

This was for Juliana's throne. This was for my head, which could roll at any moment. So I went for it.

Candles filled the room with…