Everything comes with a price.
She’ll have to pay mine.
Juliet James needs a prince charming.
She doesn’t want one. Hell, no. She’s a spitfire with eyes that cut like diamonds, and the last thing she wants is for me to make all her troubles disappear.
Nothing good comes for free, she says. And I don’t take handouts.
She might not take handouts, but she will take this deal.
Because the other thing I know about Juliet James?
She doesn’t have any other choice.