My Lady, My Spy (Secrets and Seduction Book 4) (26 page)

Frederick’s own voice woke him. As his eyes flickered open, he found his hand buried beneath his pillow, wrapped in the blue square of cloth.

Josephine
.

Nothing else in his life would be right until he made things right with her. That much was finally obvious. Everything had gone wrong when he’d turned away from her.

It didn’t matter what happened with the book. It didn’t matter what Queen Victoria said or did. What mattered was Josephine. Being true to her. Being honest with her.

He’d needed to be on the verge of losing everything before he’d finally realized what was important.

He believed in her. If he took her hand, she’d never let him go. She’d always be there for him.

Had there ever been a bigger fool? He’d nearly let her slip through his fingers. Slip out of his life. He’d nearly lost sight of what was truly important.

Josephine.