Their Festive Island Escape

She couldn’t stand any more. Literally. Celeste felt her knees give out and Reid caught her as she dropped to the floor in front of him.

“Yes!” She’d barely gotten the word out when applause and cheers erupted all around them.

“I can’t believe this is happening,” she said over all the noise. “I can’t believe that you’re really here.”

“I am, sweetheart. And I want to promise you that I’ll do everything I can to make sure each Christmas we celebrate together is more festive than the last.”

That settled it. Her tears would not be contained any longer. The love she felt for this man overflowed through every part of her being. “Oh, Reid.”

“It’s like a wise newlywed once said...” He laughed, taking her in his arms and hugging her tight. “When you know you’re with the right person, you just know.”

Celeste knew. Just as she knew that the holidays would hold magic and happiness for her once again.

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Soldier Prince’s Secret Baby Gift

by Kate Hardy

PROLOGUE

May

TEN MINUTES UNTIL MIDNIGHT.

Ten minutes until the charity gala was over and the guests were due to leave, and then another three-quarters of an hour to finish clearing up.

And then Tia could go home to bed.

She was exhausted. She’d already done her usual full shift at the café that day, and Saturdays were always a rushed-off-your-feet day. When she’d got home, all she’d wanted to do was to have a long bath and then curl up on the sofa with her mum to watch a movie. But her old school friend Sadie was managing a charity gala tonight and Tia had promised that she’d help out, serving canapés and clearing glasses, and Tia never went back on her promises. Particularly as the cause—supporting children who’d been bereaved—was so close to her heart; she knew first-hand how it felt to lose a member of your family in the armed forces.

Twice.

Their neighbour, Becky, was keeping an eye out for her mum—as she always did on the few occasions that Grace Phillips managed to persuade her daughter to go out somewhere. In less than an hour, Tia could go home. And tomorrow was late opening, being Sunday, so her shift didn’t start until ten. It wasn’t so bad. She’d had tougher days.

Though she couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was staring at her.

She turned round and caught the eye of a tall, dark-haired man across the room.

There was something very familiar about him. Then again, half the people at the charity gala were household names: everyone from musicians to movie stars to models. All the men were wearing tuxedos, and all the women were wearing the kind of posh frocks and designer shoes Tia would never have been able to afford in a million years. This was another world, one where she was supposed to be invisible—the anonymous waitress who smiled as she served canapés and cleared glasses quickly and efficiently. The guy across the room shouldn’t even be noticing her.

As she went out onto the hotel balcony to collect glasses from the abandoned tables, still thinking about him, she realised who he was.

Antonio Valenti.

Prince Antonio of Casavalle, to be precise.

The man who had been her older brother Nathan’s best friend, who’d served with him as his team commander in an alliance of international armed forces.