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their position they both knew it was impossible.
    “Well, then. Well.” She stiffened and tried to look imperious. But she’d never been that good at imperious, and in front of Liam, who knew everything about her, from her favorite color to what she looked like without knickers on, it seemed beyond a joke.
    What she needed was a break, time away. But of course she couldn’t have time away, not alone. When she went somewhere, even if there was no one else present, she always had to bring...
    She looked up. “Liam, I am planning on taking a short holiday to the family chalet.”
    * * *
    Liam cursed her fine ass a thousand times as he followed her into the chalet. It was impossible to keep his eyes from lingering there. She was in a fitted brown jacket that was designed to insulate her from the cold, and in tight matching pants that hugged her perfect behind in such an intimate fashion that the pants might as well have read “Liam, keep your eyes on this spot.” It would have been redundant, however, because they said it anyway.
    And he was stuck up here with her. His pregnant princess, in a remote home up in the mountains. It was by no means empty. There were staff everywhere, just as in the palace, but as far as someone like Alys was concerned, someone who was accustomed to letting employees blend into the background, this was quite alone.
    Alone as they’d been the night in the hotel. The night he had taken advantage of his position, of her, and had altered the course of their lives forever.
    Yes, it was far too much like that.
    The door to the massive home opened and a woman dressed in a black-and-white uniform greeted them with a nod of her head. “Princess, we were expecting you.”
    “Thank you,” she said. “I trust my room is made up?”
    “Yes, Princess.”
    “And a room for my bodyguard, as well. I should like him to be near to me.” She looked at him, her eyes luminous and filled with mischief.
    If he hadn’t known her so well he might have missed the mischief.
    “Of course, Princess.” The woman kept her tone bland but Liam had a feeling she suspected something. Of course, she would never voice it. That was how she’d come to her position, he was certain. By being circumspect in all things. And never questioning the commands of a royal. “Shall I give you adjoining doors?”
    Oh, yes, she definitely suspected.
    “For my safety,” Alys said, her eyes still on him, burning a hole through him, “I think that would be a very good idea.”

CHAPTER SIX
    H E OPENED THE adjoining door between their rooms at 11:01 p.m. He hadn’t been able to take it anymore. She’d gotten them adjoining rooms for a reason—she’d brought them here for a reason. She was scheming, and he knew it.
    She was seducing him, and she knew it.
    But to what end?
    And then, when it was after eleven and she still hadn’t come to him, he hadn’t been able to stand it for another moment. His body was hard and aching, his heart thundering, jumping at the slightest movement.
    He felt like a teenage boy instead of an experienced man in his thirties. But then, where Alys was concerned, that had always been the case.
    She had always affected him. Always.
    He stepped into her room and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed in the dark. She lifted her face, the shaft of light coming from his room spilling across her features. Beautiful golden eyes, pert nose, full pink lips. Lips that haunted his dreams, and had done for far longer than he cared to admit.
    “What’s your game?” he asked.
    “What is my game? ”
    “You have us put in adjoining rooms, after you’ve brought me up here to this remote location, and then you don’t use the bloody door? What game is that?”
    She smiled slowly. “I suppose I was hoping you would use it. I put myself out there already. I took a chance on you once. I thought it might be nice to see if you would risk yourself.”
    He laughed, humorless, the sound pulled from him by a force he