The King's Convenient Bride / The Illegitimate Prince's Baby: The King's Convenient Bride

Virgin or not, how could he, in good conscience, deny Hannah what she told him she wanted—the privilege of waiting for her wedding day?

The truth of the matter was, as good as this felt, as much as she seemed to want this, he couldn’t.

He broke the kiss and backed away, leaving her flush and out of breath. And honestly, he wasn’t faring much better. “We have to stop.”

Her cheeks were red, her voice husky with desire. “Why?”

“Because you don’t want this.”

“Yes, I do. I want us to make love.”

She tried to kiss him again, to touch him, but he manacled her wrists in his hands. “No, you don’t. You’re upset, and it’s affecting your judgment.”

“I’m not upset. Honestly.”

“Hannah, if we let this happen, you’ll regret it.”

“I won’t.”

“It’s only a week.” He could hardly believe what he was saying. That he was the one talking her out of sex. He must have been completely out of his mind.

Her expression said she was thinking the same thing. “Today, next week. What’s the difference?”

“You don’t mean that.”

“Phillip, I want this. Tonight. Right now.”

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