Page 64 of Reluctantly Royal

“It’s about Morgan, er, Miss Lemire…” Dimitri rubbed the back of his neck until I wondered if he was in danger of his head falling off.

“What is it, Dimitri? Has she broken protocol? Talked to the press? What?”

“Non, monsieur. Nothing like that. I was wondering if she was interviewing for a permanent position with your staff.”

“I don’t believe so. Her contract is only for ourtime here in the States.”

“I am aware of that,monsieur.I guess…I was hoping, wondering, really, if you’d give her a chance to interview for the permanent position.”

“Is this request coming from you, or did she ask you to ask me? Because if she is not comfortable even making the request herself, I’m afraid she’s not the right employee for the job. I need someone self-sufficient who is not afraidof me.”

“Oh, no,monsieur. She doesn’t even know that I’m asking you. We’ve just been talking, and…”

I smiled slightly. “I see.”

Dimitri flushed as I held his gaze. “An interview,monsieur. That is all I’m asking.”

“I’ll see what I can do.” Truthfully I was just yanking his chain. So far, Morgan had proven to be a capable and discreet assistant. If she was truly interested in the job, I’dhire her in a minute. “You know, we never got around to those lessons we’d discussed. I’m sure I can carve out some time later today if you’re still interested?”

Dimitri laughed and shook his head. “No longer required,monsieur.”

“Found a cure for your rash, I take it?”

“Oui, monsieur.”

“Good man.” I jerked my chin up in acknowledgment. “Thank you, Dimitri.”

“Bonne chance, monsieur,”Dimitrimurmured just before the door closed behind him.

I had the feeling I was going to need all the good luck on this trip that I could muster.