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we…intimate?”
    His gaze flickered slightly, making her stomach tighten. Had she said the wrong thing? She felt sure there must be something between them. She remembered kissing him last night, and the memory of the kiss made her head grow light.
    â€œYes, Andi. We’re going to be married.” He looked down at her hands, gathering them in his.
    â€œOh.” She managed a smile. “What a relief that I have you to take care of me until my memory comes back.” If it did come back. “It’s embarrassing to ask, but how long have we been together?”
    â€œOh, years.” He met her gaze again.
    â€œIt seems impossible, but I don’t remember your name.”
    â€œJake.” He looked slightly flustered, and why wouldn’t he? “Jake Mondragon.”
    â€œJake Mondragon.” She smiled dreamily, allowing herself to relax in his sturdy presence. And his face was kind, despite the proud, sculpted features. Totally gorgeous, too. She was very lucky. “So I’m going to be Andi Mondragon.”
    Jake’s eyes widened. “Uh, yes. Yes, you are.”
    Why did he seem surprised by the idea? It was hardly an odd one if they’d been together for years. “Or was I going to keep my original surname?” Curiosity pricked her.
    He smiled. “I don’t think we’d discussed whether you would change it or not.”
    â€œOh.” Funny they hadn’t talked about that. After all, what would the children be called? “How long have we been engaged?”
    He lifted his chin slightly. “Just since yesterday. We haven’t even told anyone yet.”
    Yesterday? Her eyes widened. “How odd that I would lose my memory on the same day. I can’t even remember the proposal.”
    She watched his Adam’s apple move as he swallowed. He must be upset that she couldn’t even remember such a momentous and important moment. “I’m sure it will come back eventually.”
    An odd sensation started forming in the pit of her stomach. Something felt…off. How could she have forgotten her own fiancé? It was disorienting to know less about her own life than someone else did. “I think I should lay low for a few days. I don’t really want to see anyone until I know who I am.”
    Jake grimaced. “I’m afraid that’s going to be hard. The media will probably want an interview.”
    â€œAbout my memory?”
    â€œAbout our engagement.”
    â€œWhy would we tell the media?”
    Jake hesitated for a moment. “Since I’m the king of this country, everything I do is news.”
    Andi’s mouth fell open. “You’re the king?” She was pretty sure she wasn’t some kind of royal princess or aristocrat. She certainly didn’t feel like one. But maybethat explained the long evening gown. She glanced down at its crumpled folds. “How did we meet?”
    Jake’s lids lowered slightly. “You’re my longtime assistant. We just decided to marry.”
    She blinked. That explained all the sizzling and tingling in her body—she’d been intimate with this man for a long time. How bizarre that she had to hear about her own life from someone else. From the man she’d apparently dated for years and planned to marry.
    Then again, if she’d been seeing this man for years, why did his mere presence send shivers of arousal tingling over her skin and zapping through her insides?
    A deep breath didn’t help clear the odd mix of confusion and emptiness in her brain. She hoped her memory would return before she did anything to embarrass him. “I guess I should get changed. I feel silly asking this, but where are my clothes?”
    Jake froze for a moment, brow furrowed. “You wait here. I’ll bring some for you.”
    â€œIt’s okay, I don’t want to put you to any trouble. If you’ll just tell me where they are.” She hated