He’d have to use her pregnancy and his powers of persuasion to convince her he was a far better choice than Colin could ever be. The only downside to this turn of events was figuring out how to deal with Charlie and her parents. He was still seething at having been foiled-by an incompetent witch, no less-and wasn’t the least bit sorry he’d destroyed a dynasty. This is going to be one long-ass drive.”ĭrake gunned the engine and put the car on cruise control the minute he was on the toll road. “Get back to me with details once you’ve made the arrangements.”

“It’s a good place to hide in plain sight.” “Let me find you an apartment in Prague.” “She’s mine and I have every intention of marrying her. There was nothing he could have done to stop us from marrying, but then it all went to shit.” He wasn’t due home for another couple of days, and Charlie and I would have announced our engagement by then. “Plans started to unravel the minute Colin showed up unexpectedly. “Tell me exactly what happened,” Maura ordered tersely. “They should have stayed out of my business,” Drake defended. “I’ve managed to kill off the dowager and Colin in one fell swoop.” “What’s the problem?” she asked dismissively. “Put it on your kitchen counter so you know where to look.”

“We’ve already talked about this on several occasions,” Drake scolded. “I couldn’t find my phone,” she replied apologetically. Finally, after the seventh ring, she picked up. Like many seniors, she didn’t have her mobile at her fingertips, defeating the whole purpose of instant availability. He needed privacy to confer with Granny Maura to formulate a new plan while the royals were busy drawing up countermeasures to deal with him.ĭrake grew impatient as Granny’s phone rang and rang. He’d cast a sleeping spell on his “fiancé” to avoid the interrogation he was sure would follow once she realized they were on their way out of town. Charlie’s head lolled back against the leather seat of the BMW as Drake Bradford, still in his disguise as Prince Colin of Sendorra, navigated the crowded streets of Biarritz before merging onto the toll road heading toward Paris.

Rescue me by scarlet blackwell