The Duke Who Didn't

“I hope you feel good about everything you’ve done here!”

Chloe picked up her board clip. “Thank you,” she said absently. “I do.”

Ah Ciu,” Jeremy said in Cantonese, “remember what I told you? Don’t insult people in English. It’s not nice.”

She couldn’t think of anything as she came up to him, step by step. Her heart seemed full, so full. And the way he looked at her—at her, only her, as if he wanted nothing else…

I just get the fun job of adoring you.”

Let me want you as much as you want me.”

“All the time,” Jeremy confessed. “It’s embarrassing how much I adore you.

you under the impression that nobody knew who you were?”

He blinked. His entire mind went blank. “Ah?” There was a roaring in his ears; his entire body felt like he might blow away on a strong exhale. “What was that you said?”

Last night?” Chloe said in a high voice. “What about last night? Nothing happened last night!”

It wasn’t very effective as denials went, but it could have been worse. Jeremy knew this, because what he said was: “Please don’t kill me.”

Apparently at least one more day,” he said, his eyes flickering to Jeremy, “especially after last night.”

But I love him. And I know that’s what all the naive girls who are led astray say, but it’s still true. I just do.”