The Princess Is Pregnant!. Laurie Paige

went to a restaurant. Desperation seized her, and she said the first thing that came to mind. “In my chambers. I’ll arrange it.”

      “Good.” He guided them into the sea, staying by her side until they reached the mainland.

      She kept her gaze carefully averted from the enticing flex of his muscles as they donned their garments. He escorted her to the palace gate, then lifted her chin with a finger and gazed into her eyes.

      “Marriage to me may not be so bad as you obviously think,” he suggested with a touch of bitterness.

      She avoided his gaze. “We’ll talk tonight. At eight.” She unlocked the gate and fled, rushing to her chambers in a welter of undefined emotion. “Hurry,” she said to her maid. “We have things to do.”

      Then she sank into a chair and sat there in a daze, doing nothing at all.