This is a match made in hell.

I’m a journalist who exposes the corruption of the rich and privileged, not a ghostwriter for a PR-stunt memoir.

So, fake-dating a disgraced British prince in a crumbling Scottish castle with no central heating and only one four-poster bed, was not in my career plan.

But I owe a publisher a favor, and Prince Oliver needs a sympathetic memoir to redeem himself and his finances.

Yes, he’s infuriating. Yes, he’s way hotter than a man with so many tabloid nicknames should legally be. And yes, he hates reporters like me.

But this is just a business transaction we have to get through to move on with our polar-opposite futures. So someone please explain how I ended up kissing him in the library.

And, worse, how much I liked it…

The Thing About My Prince is a spicy romcom in the Boston Commoners series of interconnected standalones. It features a vilified British prince and the royal-hating journalist he falls for, dysfunctional (royal!) parents, sniping staff, and a quirky Scottish village with a very muddy tradition.