Free The Lord's Passionate Lover (The Royals of Monaco, #3) by Leslie North

someone to talk to anyway. It would have been better if it was Liane, but Macee was her only choice at the moment.

Chapter 13
    M acee stood in the palace hallway frozen with shock and excitement. She could not believe what her sister was telling her. Francesca was the uptight boring one. Now here she was telling her about her make out sessions with Lord Jacques at the palace. How was it that she did not know about this?
    “Are you serious?” she asked Francesca
    “I am,” she replied. “Macee, I am freaking out about this and I don’t know what to do.”
    “Why are you freaking out? It’s clear that you are enjoying yourself.”
    “Macee, be serious.”
    “I am serious. You like him much more than you care to admit and you are enjoying these little steamy sessions you are having.”
    “There were only two and a half.”
    “Half?” Macee laughed.
    “At the harbour, it was only a kiss. So it counts as half but why do you think that I like him?”
    “You would never let just any man touch you. Not even with a ten foot pole.”
    “That is not true.”
    “Oh, yes it is.”
    Francesca sighed. She was so confused. She could not tell right from left any longer. She started walking away. Macee placed her hand on her belly and rushed after Francesca.
    “Listen,” Macee said as she caught up with her.
    “You are not that pregnant yet,” Francesca said to Macee, who was holding her bump and walking weirdly.
    “It has been six months and besides I get tired faster now.”
    “Do you want to know the sex of the baby?” Francesca asked trying to turn the discussion away from her.
    “No, and we are not going to change our minds. Back to you. You are falling for this guy.”
    “Macee, what?” Francesca laughed. She had only known him for a few months. This was ridiculous.
    “No man has ever unravelled you the way he has,” Macee said. Francesca looked at her. “Yes. You are so uptight. It is as if you are scared of letting go and having fun. I bet if you just let go, you would really see Lord Jacques for the man he is and you will love him. Or admit that you do,” Macee said. Francesca frowned. She could not be in love with him. It was too soon.
    “It hasn't even been six months, how could I?”
    “There is no time line for love, sis.”
    “When did you get so mature?” Francesca asked, as she linked her arm with her sister's.
    “Tell me about it,” Macee replied. She could not even believe the words coming out of her mouth.
    “Why do you like him so much?”
    “He is incredibly attractive and has such a good heart. He is wise and trustworthy.”
    “Trustworthy?”
    “He could not be the future king's advisor if he were not.”
    “That is true.”
    “Let's go eat. I cannot question you on an empty stomach,” Macee said. She still had so much to learn from her sister. Francesca knew that the jokes were going to come out as soon as she was full. She buckled up and braced herself for them, as they headed back to Macee’s quarters to eat.
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    P rince Louis, Jean Pierre and Lord Jacques were having lunch together. Jean Pierre had not seen Lord Jacques since the Global Girls charity event and he was curious as to how the dinner date went with Francesca. He had first-hand experience with the LeBlanc sisters and he knew that they were not easy to deal with. Lord Jacques admitted that he had not found it easy with Francesca as he shared that he had taken her on one of his yachts.
    “But it was for charity, so it is alright,” Jean Pierre said. Prince Louis looked at him and raised his eyebrows.
    “There is something more going on here.” Prince Louis said to Jean Pierre.
    “What makes you say that?” Lord