Risking the Crown (The Crown 2)

“Like what?”

She planted her hands on her hips. “Intense. Like he’s always going to devour you.”

I bit the inside of my cheek. I guessed she saw it too. I wondered if it was only my perspective. I was used to it, but hadn’t taken it for granted.

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bsp; “Yeah. He’s intense,” I admitted.

“I think I’m jealous.” She smiled.

“Really? It’s not like that with Preston?”

She glared at me. “You know Preston and you know the answer to that.”

I wrinkled my nose. “I don’t know what to say.”

“Say you know how he looks at you. Say you know you have something every girl in this city is looking for.”

I felt a combination of pride and guilt. As if I had taken something that didn’t belong to me.

Greer shooed me. “Go get dressed. I have a million questions for you.”

I stole another glance at Vaughn. He was working on his tablet, sipping coffee. It was in that moment that I knew what had happened.

I had fallen in love with him.

Chapter 16

Greer and I waited in line for the couple in front of us at the market. They had to be buying groceries for the entire month.

“What did Preston say when you told him about dinner tonight?” I asked.

“He’s fine with it. I think he knows things have been out of balance lately.”

“Because of work?” I was worried the senator’s office would discover Lana’s case before we were ready to officially file. It was one more huge secret I kept from my friend.

She sighed. “Because of everything.”

“What’s going on, Greer?” I held my breath, praying it had nothing to do with Senator Mitcherson and Lana Foley.

We scooted forward in line and started placing the steaks and vegetables on the counter.

“I think it’s a phase. I know it’s a phase.”

“What is?”

She quieted her voice. “We’re both so tired when we get home we go to sleep.”

“Ohh.” I felt relieved. “That’s understandable. You’re exhausted. You both work crazy hours. That’s why Vaughn and I have lazy Sundays. We just re-charge.”

She shook her head. “No, I mean we sleep. Only sleep.” Her eyes bore into mine.

“Ohh.” I realized what she was telling me. “You haven’t?”

“Not in weeks. I don’t know when the last time was actually.”

We stopped talking when the cashier started ringing up the groceries. After we paid, we each grabbed the bags and walked outside.