Brief Encounters

Timeline 1 (Part 3)

William's Point of View

From my vantage point in the jeepney, I couldn't help but steal glances at Jeanna. Who would have thought? When Harry and I came to the Philippines, we thought we just wanted a break from the endless meetings and public appearances that were wearing us down, and we figured a bit of sun and fun might do us good. We would occasionally hit up local bars, hoping to find some excitement and maybe even a little romance, but that wasn't our main goal here. At least, it hadn't been our initial intention.

Jeanna had a quick wit that matched her gorgeous smile, and her eyes sparkled with a mix of mischief and curiosity. I found myself genuinely enjoying her company.

As the bumpy ride continued, I couldn't shake the thought that maybe I was finally interested in looking for a possible mother for my future kids.

I chuckled to myself, shaking my head at the ridiculousness of my thoughts.

Harry caught my chuckle and raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk forming on his lips. "Oh, what's this? Are we having a private joke now, Will?" he teased, leaning back with exaggerated curiosity.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, trying to suppress a smile. "Not everything's a joke, Harry," I replied, but my voice betrayed me with a hint of amusement.

"Oh, I beg to differ! I can see it in your eyes," he shot back, leaning in closer. "What's going on? 

Harry leaned in closer, his playful grin returning. "Don't worry, I've got you covered," he said, his tone conspiratorial. "I'll make sure to get her number before the day ends for you."

 A while later, we arrived at the terminal where our cars were parked. It was time to leave before anyone at the palace suspected anything or, worse, someone snapped a photo of us and splashed it across the internet.

As we stepped out, Harry turned to Jeanna and Paul, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "Hey, before we all disappear into the shadows, how about you give us your numbers? You know, just in case we ever think of inviting you to a trip," he said, grinning like he was presenting a great offer.

I shot him a sideways glance, a mixture of amusement and embarrassment washing over me. I just looked down on my shoes. But Jeanna handled it with grace.

"Of course," she replied, her smile brightening her face. Paul nodded, clearly enjoying the banter as he prepared to exchange numbers.

 "And hey, if you ever find yourself in London and fancy a drink, you know who to call. We promise I won't make you climb any mountains," Harry said, nudging me with his elbow.

"Alright, let's go," I said patting Harry's back.

"Safe travels!" Jeanna flashing a bright smile.

As we climbed into the vehicles, I couldn't shake off the smile on my face. Harry caught my eye, a teasing look crossing his features.

“What’s that grin for, Willy?" He said, leaning back in his seat with an exaggerated wink.

I rolled my eyes, trying to play it cool. “Oh, shut up."