The Devil and the Deep

I love you,’ he murmured.

The words fell from his lips and he didn’t even bother to recall them because he knew in that instant that they were the truth. He did love her.

He’d loved her for ever.

Stella blinked. ‘Okay...no more champagne for you,’ she joked.

He laughed, then sobered, his gaze roaming her lovely familiar face. ‘I’m sorry, I know that’s sudden but...it’s not

Playing the Royal Game by Carol Marinelli