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He was the only person who’d ever made me feel this special.
“The feeling is incredibly mutual,” he said, squeezing my knee firmly before he stood, checking his phone again.
I was momentarily distracted by how hot he was, standing there in his coat, tall and masculine and handsome, like something out of one of those retold fairy tales they put on the Hallmark channel this time of year.
I wasn’t sure which one we were, but I was pretty sure we were one of them.
“Hey, Kit?” I said, squirming happily as his attention snapped to me instantly.
“Yes, my darling?”
My darling.
I liked it when I washisdarling even more than I liked it when I was justdarling.
“You might not be a duke anymore, but you’re still my Prince Charming.”
