*Ainslee*

The bedroom door is unlocked. Zoey didn’t leave it that way when she cleared my dinner tray and said goodnight about an hour ago, but as soon as I was certain she’d disappeared from the hallway, I went over and unlocked it. I know that Prince Rafe has a key, but I want him to feel invited in.

He already knows that I wouldn’t deny him entry, and I mean that in every way possible.

Standing in front of the window in a slinky satin nightgown I found in one of the drawers and put on after Zoey departed, I stare out at the moonlight, watching the beams color...