Henley
“Thank you," I replied, smiling. Declan waited for me to slide into the booth, and then he sat across from me with his back to the wall with a clear line of sight to the front door. I was sure that wasn't an accident.
“So, what can I get you to drink?"
“Coffee for me," I replied.
“Why don't we have a bottle of wine instead?" Declan asked, smiling.
I nodded. “Sounds good."
Declan ordered a bottle of wine, and the waitress left to do our bidding.
“Declan, there's something I'd like to ask." I closed the menu.
“Okay, what is it?" He played with my fingers as he held my hand, giving me a sexy smile.
I let out a deep breath. “When Ella had said that about you giving the Royal Family money to pay them back for my treatment." I tilted my head to the sides, studying him. “You have
