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She’d soon lost any worry over people staring at the way she was dressed. And there had been several Alice’s, White Rabbit’s and Mad Hatter’s at the exhibition.

“Me? Of course I am.”

“I know this probably isn’t your thing.”

Oh hell no. He wasn’t having that. Picking up his chair, he moved it around to her side of the table. “Look at me,” he commanded.

She raised her gaze to his. “We don’t have to stay?—”

He placed his finger over her mouth. “You finish that sentence, baby girl and I’ll take you into the bathroom and smack your butt.”

Her eyes widened and he moved his finger. Just in case she was thinking about biting it.

“You can’t, Daddy!” she hissed.

“I can. Because there is no way we are leaving. We came here because I wanted you to have the best time of your life. And you are not going to give even a second of it up, not even for me.”

“But I’d do anything for you. All I want is for you to be happy.”

“And that’s all I want, baby girl. And since I’m the Daddy and bigger, I win.”

“You win?” she drawled.

“Uh-huh.”

“I don’t think that’s the way it works, Daddy.”

“Sure it does. If I win every argument, it will make life much easier.”

“For you!”

“Well, you wanted me to be happy, didn’t you?” he joked.

“Daddy!” she protested, but she was grinning.

Reaching out, he picked up one of the small sandwiches. “Open.”

He carefully fed her a bite of sandwich. When she finished chewing, she reached up to kiss him gently. “You really are the best Daddy in the world. And the best man. My man.”

“And you’re my little rebel. Now and always.”

3

It was their last night in London.

And she’d loved every second of it. As well as going to theAlice in Wonderlandexhibition and the Mad Hatter’s tea party, they’d also been on a tour of Buckingham Palace, gone on the London Eye, as well as going on a day trip to Windsor Castle, Stonehenge, and Bath.

Tonight, they were going out for dinner.

“Dress warm, little rebel,” Duke told her.

“Okay, Daddy.” She pulled on some pants and this jumper he’d bought her with a unicorn on the front. The horn was made of rhinestones, and she’d squealed with excitement when she’d seen it.

They headed into Hyde Park and she gasped as they walked up to where a dining table had been set up under a large tree. There were fairy lights strewn throughout the tree. Two covered dishes sat on the red and white checked tablecloth. Nearby, someone played the violin softly.

“Duke, did you do this?” she asked.

“I did.”

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