rather like it. And I think she and the older Dr. Young are quite happy in their condo, don’t you think?”
Natalie nodded. “Yes, I really do. I was going to check in with Martha today. Do you think you could for me? I really don’t want to leave Lilly.”
“Of course,” Julio whispered, noticing that Lilly was drifting off to sleep. “I would do anything for you.”
“I know you would,” she said softly, “and I you.”
EPILOGUE for Candice & Knox
“How did you drop the key between the floorboards?” Knox asked, half amused and half exasperated.
Candice looked up to where she had her husband handcuffed to the bed, “I don’t know. I just accidentally dropped it. How was I to know that it would slip between the cracks? Knox, how am I going to get you out? I can’t let people see you like this. Your thing is out.”
“My thing? You mean my dick?” He said with a nod toward the impressive appendage.
“You can’t say it like that!” Candice turned beet red and looked around their room as if someone could hear them.
Knox laughed. “Relax, look, there is another key in the side table drawer.”
Candice blew out a sigh of relief. “Oh, thank heavens, I was totally freaking out. I couldn’t imagine having to call a locksmith and trying to explain what we were doing. Hold on, let me just grab it, and then I will, just sec, my hands are just a little…”
“Be careful, Candice, don’t drop this one,” he warned.
Candice turned and frowned at him. “I’m not stupid, Knox. Oh, shit, shit, shit! Don’t slip between... fuck!”
With resignation, Knox asked, “I am never going to live this down, am I?”
Candice giggled. “Never. Maybe we should take care of that before I call for help.”
He wriggled his eyebrows. “My dick? I am definitely in favor of that plan.”
And so they did.
Needless to say, Brian wasn’t as amused as Katie was when he went over with the bolt cutters. Thankfully, Candice had covered his thing with a blanket.
EPILOGUE for Sutton & Mark
“What were two lines again?”
Mark snorted. “Are you serious?”
Sutton leaned her head out of the bathroom. “As a heart attack.”
“I don’t understand,” Mark said, shaking his head. “How did this happen?”
Sutton quirked a brow. “If you need an explanation, I am sure Evie or Avery would be willing to share their storybook Where Babies Come From.”
Mark shook his head. “You know what I mean. Shit, Sutton, the girls turn fourteen this year. And you’re…”
“Careful there, husband. If you even think to imply that I am getting older.”
Mark smiled ruefully. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”
He got up and pulled Sutton into his arms, kissing her softly on the mouth.
As they broke apart, she said, “I think that’s how this happened.”
“Are you ready for one more round of parenthood?” he asked.
“With you by my side?” Sutton replied. “I can do anything.”
He kissed her again, knowing that no matter what was waiting around the corner, that they would always be able to face it—together.
Read on for an excerpt from Royal Academy
Royal Academy
CHAPTER 1
“My name is Amelia Louise Victoria Marie Vicenza, and I am the Princess of Hazenbak. I am pleased to be spending the next year with you to help further your education.”
Lie.
It was all lies.
She pasted on a brittle smile and tugged at her orange and green striped sweater. Lia knew that the students really didn’t care what she had to say but honestly the halfhearted applause was disheartening. Looking out over the crowd of royals from all parts of the world she wondered for the umpteenth time why her father had insisted she pay her penance here at The Royal Academy.
Lia had hated the place when she was forced to attend as a teenager. It was just her luck that the most prestigious boarding school for royals just happened to be in her country. When Lia had attended it had been an all-girls school.
But progress and legislation had changed in the seven years since Lia had graduated. At twenty-five, she looked out over the sea of young, rich, privileged faces. Most weren’t paying her any sort of attention. Lia felt a smirk break free, she had been the same at fifteen, so she couldn’t blame the little monsters for not caring.
However, with half of the school’s population now of the male variety, things seemed amped up from her Royal Academy days. She and her friends could rarely be bothered to get all glittered up for an assembly. Make-up and hairbrushes were reserved