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with Phillip and Amanda.
    "Right. You're chaperoning your brother."
    "That isn’t the only reason I came."
    There could be lots of reasons he'd come. He was friends with Phillip, after all. He'd probably come to celebrate the upcoming nuptials of his old mate from school. Or maybe he routinely shrugged off the mantle of royalty in favor of a wild night on the town, just as Jamie did. But the way he was looking at her made his motivation clear. He leaned forward and brushed a kiss, feather light, over the corner of her mouth.
    "Where do you think the janitorial closet might be in this place?"
    She whimpered. It wasn't pretty, but yeah, she whimpered. Kind of a desperate, take-me-now noise that started low in her chest. Or maybe even lower.
    He cocked an eyebrow at her. What a deliciously seductive look.
    "You smell really good," She said.
    It was true; he did, that was why she said so. And because the synapses, they weren't firing up at her brain where they were supposed to be.
    A slow grin tugged up the corner of his mouth. He put a hand on the small of her back.
    "Come on. Let's get you a drink."
    "Trying to get me liquored up, are you?"
    "Do I need to get you liquored up?"
    "No, not really."
    He gave her a thousand-watt smile and led her to the bar. His hand resting at the small of her back did more than her glass of red to send a tingly warmth shooting through her.
    Phillip, Amanda, and Jamie were seated at the bar. Amanda sat in the middle, of course, the better to soak up all the male attention. Jamie, for his part, kept his head low and posture slumped--not at all a princely pose, which Carrie supposed was by design. A group of middle-aged men clad in flannel approached hesitantly and began talking to Phillip. Phillip seemed thrilled to see them and introduced them to the group, omitting the royal titles, of course.
    "These are some lads I worked with," Phillip said of the newcomers.
    "They just don't get any better than Phillip," Edward said, low enough so that only she could hear, "Those men work for the factory Phillip's father owns in this area. Phillip made a tour of the facility a year or so back. Let's just say that things improved greatly for the workers after that. Notice how Phillip said that those lads worked with him instead of for him? Phillip is as fine a human being as you'll encounter anywhere."
    Edward's gaze slid to where Amanda was flirting shamelessly with Jamie as Phillip stood a few paces off in conversation with his friends.
    "I do hope she appreciates what a rare man he is."
    "I hope so too," Carrie said.
    "No thanks, love," Jamie said when a server asked if he wanted another drink.
    "Go on," Amanda urged.
    She swatted Jamie on the arm.
    "I'm having another. This is a celebration. And it isn't as though you're driving. I mean, I'm sure you have a limo around back."
    "A limo," Jamie said in a voice much softer than Amanda's, "Hardly."
    "A Rolls Royce then,"--she took a healthy slug of her drink--"What's another fancy British car?"
    "I know very little about cars. I don't even know how to drive one."
    "Seriously!" Amanda shrieked, "You don't know how to drive?"
    "Shhh," Carrie shushed.
    She met the bartender's eye, looked pointedly at Amanda's nearly empty glass, and shook her head. The bartender only shrugged noncommittally.
    "I am an awesome driver," Amanda boasted, "I could teach you to drive."
    She leaned forward, putting her impressive cleavage on full display. Carrie jumped from the stool, which pained her because it meant that even the minimal contact she had with Edward was gone. She shoved in between Jamie and Amanda.
    "I have pictures of our dad's new car. It's a Mini Cooper. Phillip found it for Dad. Our father loves all things British. Want to see?"
    "Oh Carrie, he isn't interested in those pictures."
    "Sure I am," Jamie disagreed. "I think I might have seen that pic earlier, but I was flipping through so fast I didn't get a chance to notice much."
    "Earlier?" Amanda looked