Page 84 of Royal Fling
“Hey!” I whined. “You called me wimpy.”
“You called yourself wimpy.”
“Yeah, butyoudidn’t have to.”
Luke rolled his eyes and laughed.
“I hope after today the media treats you kinder,” I said.
I still couldn’t believe that my cease and desist hadn’t worked. And neither had the threat of a lawsuit about slander and defamation. Damn free speech and freedom of the press.
“The press hates me,” he said.
“They don’t.”
I knew, of course, that that was a lie.
“Not everyone hates you,” I corrected.
“But enough do.”
“Like I told you before, I’ll protect you.”
Luke smiled and put a hand on my cheek for a moment before a flash distracted him and he put it back on my shoulder.
“You can’t protect me from everything.”
“But I’ll do everything in my power,” I said.
Another couple joined us on the dance floor, which had remained empty up until now except for us, and both Luke and I turned to look at them.
Paul and Fisayo embraced and joined us in dancing around the center. Fisayo looked slightly sheepish, glancing from me to Luke.
“Are you two…” I started.
“Dating?” Luke asked. “Leo was right. Youwerehiding something.” He aimed that at his father.
Paul rolled his eyes and grinned.
“We wanted to tell you, but we didn’t know how you’d take it,” Fisayo told him.
I turned to Luke, worried that maybe he’d have a bad reaction, but he was beaming.
“Why that’s great. I mean, weird, but… but also great,” he said.
“So you don’t mind?” she insisted.
“Not one bit,” he replied.
“How did this happen?” I asked.
“Well, after Fisayo showed us around London, we went for lunch to discuss things without Luke. I wanted to make sure she wasn’t going to hurt Luke’s feelings or walk out of his life again…” Paul started.
“But instead, we realized how much we have in common,” Fisayo said.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Luke raise an eyebrow.
“We’re gonna have a talk about that interrogation you tried to pull on her, Dad,” he said.
