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do, too. There’s nothing selfish in that.”
    “Are you just saying that to make me feel better?”
    “Talking won’t make you feel better tonight.” She gave him a soft smile. “Come on, fiancé.”
    Alex stood first and held out his hand to help her up. “You may not be able to call me that for much longer.”
    “Then I’d better say it as much as possible.”
    They held hands as they walked the few feet to the bathroom. “I’ll have to call you ‘my fiancée’ as much as possible, too. What shall I call you after the wedding?”
    She let go of his hand and began to undress him, pushing his jacket off first. “I like when you call me ‘darling’, though ‘Becca’ is a personal favorite of mine.”
    “That’s because I call you that when we make love. I’ll probably say it again in a minute.”
    She went for his shirt next. “Only a minute? Well, we are both pretty tired.”
    He paused her hands as they fiddled with his buttons. “Don’t tease me, darling.”
    “Never, fiancé.”
    He let go of her hands to focus on undoing the zip of her dress. “Perhaps I should call you Mrs. Santoro. That will be your new last name, you know.”
    She let out a contented sigh. “Mrs. Rebecca Frances Santoro di Valleria.”
    “Or I could call you ‘Princess’, as you’ll finally be one.”
    “By that token, I should call you ‘Prince’. Perhaps ‘Prince Fiancé’? Or ‘Prince Husband’? Or His Royal Highness Prince Alexander Robert Louis Santoro di Valleria?”
    His face fell. “I’m not ‘His Royal Highness’ anymore, though, am I? I’m His Royal Majesty now. Like my father.”
    Her hands went into his unbuttoned shirt and wound around his back. “I’m so sorry, Alex. I didn’t mean to–”
    “Shhh. I know you didn’t.”
    She nodded after a beat, then kissed his bare chest and pushed back. “Well, take your pants off then, and get moving.”
    He quirked an eyebrow, but did as he was told. “Bossy, aren’t you?”
    “You’ll like the bossy in a minute.”
    He grinned for the first time that day since they’d heard the news of his father. “I think you’ll like me being bossy more.”
    “Let’s test that theory,” she said with a wag of her eyebrows.
    As he dropped his last stitch of clothing to the floor, she pushed off her dress. The sight of her underwear had his cock springing to life. “Holy hell. What are you wearing?”
    Rebecca looked down, then gasped. She held her dress up as a cover and then rushed from the room. “Don’t look! Don’t look!”
    He raced after her – not easy with a stiffening erection – and took hold of her arm. “You’re too late. I’ve already seen it.”
    He pulled the dress out of her hands and tossed it aside. Alex ignored the dejected look on her face and gently ran a finger over her lingerie.
    She wore a pale purple silk corset that did remarkable things to her already remarkable breasts. The corset stopped just near her belly button, cinching in her waist. A matching silk thong completed the set.
    He traced a finger over her soft, plump breasts. “You were wearing this all day? I love all of your lingerie, Rebecca, but this…”
    “You weren’t supposed to see it.”
    He finally took in her expression. “Why?”
    “It’s my wedding lingerie,” she said in a small voice. “To wear under my dress. I was doing a trial run with it, like I did today with my shoes, to make sure I could wear it all day. Now the surprise is ruined.”
    He remembered her saying once that she had something wicked planned for their wedding night.
    How right she was.
    He hauled her against him. “Darling, this is best fucking surprise you could have given me. I know you’re disappointed you didn’t get to surprise me in a few days, but seeing you in this getup is just what I need right now.”
    “Really?”
    “Really. You don’t need to find another set for the wedding. Though, how am I supposed to keep my cock calm in a church, knowing you’re