I never did tell her how he stopped by my room. The whole thing seems like a dream, honestly—the playboy duke going out of his way to do something thoughtful for me. I’m not sure why I kept it to myself, but I’m certainly not going to tell her now. “I don’t know,” Kat muses. “Rafe seems different. And he definitely seems interested in you. He’s got a title. Maybe we should consider—” “No.”
