Royally Rearranged (Sweet Royal RomCom, #1)

by Emma St. Clair

“No. A man would have to be daft to miss the treasure you are.”

“You are gorgeous. Brilliant. A truly good woman. And if given the opportunity, I could make you completely forget Callum in a matter of minutes. But I want more than mere minutes. I want hours and days.”

MY HEART

“I don’t want a chase. No games,” I tell Rafe’s shoulder, blinking back my tears. “I want to be adored. Cherished. I want someone I can trust. I want a chance at love, even if it has to grow from friendship or from duty first. I’ve always wanted Callum. But it’s time to admit that he doesn’t want me back.” “If you were mine”—Rafe’s arms tighten around me—“I would treasure you. I would adore you. I would cherish you the way you deserve.”

She’ll get her happily-ever-after, and I’ll … well.

“Princesses can use power tools,” she says, her small fists on her hips.

I don’t want to admit to Rafe that I lost my confidence. Or that Callum made me feel small. Honestly, I’d rather not talk about or think about Callum at all.

His eyes almost immediately dip to her cleavage and I’m ready to throw the floral arrangement at his head.