"Having dinner with a friend, don’t worry." Grace shot off the text to Raphael.
Then looked at the earlier messages he’d sent her—“How’s work coming along?” and “Don’t forget to eat.” Ordinary stuff, really. But the fact that he’d messaged her first, totally unprompted, made her feel… sweetly seen.
“HELLO? Earth to Grace?” Gavin’s voice cut through her thoughts from across the table. “Did you even hear what I just said about tomorrow’s plan?”
They were seated in a Michelin-starred restaurant not far from her hotel. Gavin had come to her instead of letting the princess run around town.
Grace blinked, realizing she’d totally zoned out while Gavin was talking about the proposal details. “What? Where were we?”
She looked up and met Gavin’s I-can’t-believe-you eye roll. “SORRY, I was just
