Free The Prince's Pregnant Challenge (The Royals of Monaco, #2) by Leslie North

looked at her as if to say she had said something inappropriate.
    “That is what I said.”
    Jean Pierre was starting to see just how similar Macee was to Liane. It was crazy. “What about Dorothy?” he asked.
    “Oh my God!” Liane and Macee said at the same time. They looked at each other. “That is even worse,” they said at the same time. Prince Louis sipped his wine and watched everything unfold. Jean Pierre's jaw dropped open.
    “It's not that bad,” he defended the name.
    “He seems to favour old lady names,” Liane said.
    “This is exactly why we still do not have a name.”
    “Sidonia.”
    “We are not naming her after a city.”
    “Simone,” Prince Louis said. He had been keeping out of the conversation but then the name popped into his head. Macee gasped and looked at him.
    “Simone!” Jean Pierre and Liane said with excitement. They looked at each other and frowned. They rarely agreed on anything. 
    “Yay,” Macee said and clapped her hands. “Seems like we have a name,” she added.
    “Hallelujah,” Liane said. She could finally call her baby something. She finally had a name.
    The maids poured them some red wine. Before Macee could start drinking hers, Liane was already half way through her own glass. Macee dropped her jaw.
    “Did I marry a secret alcoholic?” Jean Pierre asked.
    “I became one when I married you,” she replied. Macee and the prince looked at each other. There was no end to their arguments. They just drank their wine quietly.
    Liane pouted after she shut the front door. She did not want her sister to go. She was now left alone with Jean Pierre. They could not even pretend to get along because they were holding the baby, as she was asleep.
    They both sat in the living room quietly. It was awkward. Liane went to pick up the remote and switched on the television. They needed some sort of distraction. Jean Pierre watched her walk back to her seat. She was wearing a short blue dress, which made her legs look even longer. He blinked a few times and looked away.
    “Pick a channel already,” he said to her. She was flipping through channels constantly.
    “There is nothing to watch,” Liane said with frustration.
    “You are just being too picky.”
    Liane threw the remote control at him. She wanted to pass it to him so that he could choose what to watch but her hand had other thoughts. She threw it harder than she anticipated. Luckily he caught it quickly.
    “Trying to kill me?” he asked. Liane started laughing.
    “Sorry.” She actually meant it.
    “Is that genuine?”
    “Take it or leave it.”
    Liane fell asleep on the sofa. Her sleep cycle was messed up what with getting up to feed Simone every few hours. Jean Pierre switched off the television. He picked her up and carried her to her room, put her into bed and then covered her with the duvet. He looked down at her. She slept so peacefully. Why couldn’t she be like that all the time? Was he really so bad? He traced her cheekbones with his thumb. Her skin was so soft. Her rose-coloured lips looked so plump and inviting. He could still remember how they felt when he kissed her.
    Jean Pierre swallowed nervously because of the uncomfortable feeling in his groin. Liane opened her eyes and found him staring at her. She frowned as she tried to sit up, “What is going on?” she asked.
    “Go to sleep,” Jean Pierre said and caressed her cheeks with the back of his hand. He stood up and left the room. Liane closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

Chapter 13
    L iane came out of the shower to find Jean Pierre in her room. She screamed loudly and placed her hand on her heart. She was not expecting to see him there. “What are you doing in here?” she asked him. Jean Pierre was looking at her as if she was crazy. She acted as if he was some random stranger instead of her husband.
    “Lady, relax, I am here to see Simone,” he replied.
    “So where is she?” Liane could not see the baby.
    “The nanny is changing her